I sat adrift in a sea of remorse
No breeze to speed my journey
The wind had fallen from my sails
To be replaced by the cold reality of dismay
A seasoned sailor I had been
I charted a successful course for years
Until my eyes befell such beauty
That I gladly set course for uncharted waters
Had I but covered my ears I would have heard
The true calling for that which I was intended
Instead I listened to the siren’s cry
A willing castaway amongst other shipwrecks
My fleet is now gone shattered upon the rocks
My crew drowned by the bitter storm of chaos
But gladly do I stay on course
For the siren’s song is all that matters
