Across the sea, I chose to sail. No life of ease . . .

a soulful tale.

Plans were laid, efforts then spent. Pathways will fade,

without relent.

Waves of resistance, waves of assistance, same wave . . .

different approach.

Comfort is gone, lessons are learned. Brain’s turned on,

much feels earned.

Faults are found, strengths are too. Change profound . . .

when both collude.

Faced with choices, purpose defined. Soul rejoices . . .

when goals refine.

Risk is a mirror, few wish to see. Confront the fear,

or live it eternally.

Joy uncovered, doubts aside. Love discovered,

when love’s inside.

Choose to stay, choose to go. Which is best,

I cannot know.

Across the sea, I thus have sailed. My mind at ease . . .

I’ve lived my tale.