Hugging To Home

Upon a ship left
black sail high,
burns the time
that's left behind...

These, the leaves
to infinite days,
roll now comforted
in brand new ways...

What's new is old
like coming home,
where rest is like
living
and giving, held
in cradle, once again...

Born to tomorrow
now energy kin,
loved upon a mile,
kissed within a see
traveler upon
perfection
now free...