Canvas Of My Mind

Quiet waves on the empty shore,
Paint the canvas of my mind..
An impression of thoughts galore,
A place where I unwind..

I feel the sand beneath me sink,
As the waves touch my feet..
The zenith turns pale and pink,
And I anticipate their repeat..

With every wave I'm lost in thought,
Aboard a pirate ship..
A captain's wat the old crew sought,
I stood there, hand on hip!

"None of ye be 'em land-lubbers!",
"Or ye walk the plank", says I..
"Aboard me ship no shiver or shudder",
"None o your whims and sighs!"..

I gazed ahead, miles to come,
Standing in the crow's nest..
A pale hue dim beneath the sun,
Soon in the waters it would rest..

I close my eyes and count to four,
And listen to the sea..
I find myself on the ocean shore,
Is it where I ought to be?

With every wave I'm lost in thought,
Every wave now I befriend..
I found the place I often sought,
Here, on the shore, again..