The Voyage
Alas I see the vastness of Beauty.
And through it I pierce
Finding the Bliss of Solitude,
The Eminence of Beauty.
O how long I've seeked for this
And now it is in plain sight!
I went to Haites and back,
Voyaged through the Sea of Loneliness ,
And climbed to the Rim of the World
Just to be blinded by my own self-intrests.
My whole life,
My whole voyage
I have been blind
I could not see that all I have been searching for
Has always been right infront of me.
My Treasure
My Art
It has been with me since the begining.
Foolish I was to seek for something I already obtained since birth,
But I do not regret my voyage.
The voyage I traveled allowed me to dispose
Dispose all that held me down
Like a ball and chain restraining a slave on a Slave Ship.
I am now set free from those shackles.
I am free . . .
Free like an Egale
Whom sets sail in the fresh Mountian air.
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