Like a paper boat on a windy sea,
Battered and bruised from the to-ing and fro-ing,
Drenched in drops of tears that fall like rain...
I've lost sight of the shore.
All this, yes.
But now that I am surrounded by all that is unfamiliar,
I'm more aware, more awake, than ever before.
And with wide clear eyes I soon find myself
In a world of wonder I never dared dream about.
It's in this world that wandering hearts come lost,
To be found.
from My heart wanders
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