క్రీనీడ

My Solitary Boat

ఏప్రిల్ 2015

Stillness. Storm.
Shores drowned in Ocean.
Tide after tide, will raft till I retire.

Delay my boat, but do not deny.
The sinking sands, The stable seas.

Journey or destiny.
How do I know the one?
Was it my end, where I began?