Teen Ink

   

I feel the cool breeze on my face;

It gently removes the hair from my eyes.

About me, the salty air is fresh and clean.

I feel the rocking of the boat beneath me

And each subtle crash of the waves

That playsto the beating of my heart.

No one to be heard, no one to be seen;

The peacefulness is a silent type of music

That fills my heart and cleanses my mind.

And I just sit there on the damp wood,

Alone and free, quiet, yet silently anxious.

My head is clear, only filled with happiness,

And I silently thank Him for this chance-

This final experience of the ultimate peace;

You may call it a second path to Heaven.

I quickly glance to the land behind

And I tell myself I will never go back.

I just keep sailing into the sunset ...