The Ferry Ride

Snow capped mountains

Peak from ice cold waters

Birds the colour of frozen rain

Dance above, looking for sustenance

Careless waves splash against 

the hull of this floating vessel

The sun kissing through the clouds 

As we drift on past all the wonder

Remembered scenery brings back

Trips that I'd lost track

Nearing the destination

That I've been to before

As I gaze at the horizon

Squinting to see objects in the distance

that my eyes, even with help

cannot hope to see

Wondering what lay beyond

Those grey streaked clouds

Say goodbye to the ice cold waters

As I step onto the land once again

Waiting for the next triumphant trip

Where I may glance at this once again.