Land and Sea

Poem by Miranda

Midnight stretch of land and sea

A heart on wing, far as the crow flies

And my father says these words to me,

“Nay, nothing is set in stone, you see.”

Mute and cold the walls do seem

Offering me no sympathy

Naive and ill prepared I they deem

As my heart too flies over land and sea

A time of light, and a lonely time of frost

My eyes search the horizon to see

Him returning over land and sea

To be only with me, but at what cost?

Empty saddle, empty call, stumbling, about to fall

Turn to father proud and tall.

“He won’t be returning over land and sea-

For his name is set in stone, you see.”