Without End or Beginning

We seem to have been up in the air
who knows for how long
and oh the weariness

we forget where we set out
to whom we bid goodbye with all those tears
or where we meant to go

Now all we know
today is not the day nor yet tomorrow
when any shore will reappear

only that to fly is all there is
and bless our wings for otherwise
what would we do

28 October 2019
Texas Jim
Prospect, Nova Scotia
www.granitecoast.ca