Treasure Island

Vasto Grom

(01/19/1990 / Houston, TX)

To Wander


And slowly
I wander this world that I know
I find myself
Dreaming that one day I'll go
To a place
Where I can be free
And when I'm there
I'll finally be able to see

I wonder
What does this life mean to me
And as I sit here
I gaze out upon the sea
As the light glistens
Across the rolling waves
I think to myself
Just of all I have to praise

I have traveled the world
And seen so many wonders
I've seen mountains fall
And heard thunder scream

But now I feel life passing slowly
And I know what I must do
I must now leave this world
And travel
To the next plain
Where I will wander again
And find where I belong
So leave to you
These words of a life lived long

Just know that the world is beautiful
And every day is a precious gift
So live your life
And leave fear behind
For someday you to shall die

And we will meet again
For I promise my friend
That death is not the end
Life is just a passing trend

Submitted: Thursday, December 29, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, June 18, 2014

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  • Dylan Dowrick (12/29/2011 6:18:00 AM)

    wow, i truly loved this poem. i would like it even more if it had some punctuation. beautiful imagery through and through (Report) Reply

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