A Day Is Always In Farewell

A day is always in farewell That emerges from the rising In misty of its own spell And hours of true disguising To catch a boat that then sails You'll need to know of land Many are the shores and trails To come there to understand Each voyage takes you on a trip Of perceptive and discovering Don't let a chance from you slip For its aims are in the uncovering As every distance is an illusion For tidal waves to move and slope And give you some of its confusion So hold securely on to your rope Each day may be of rain or shine Or circumstances chimera done Just hold on to your kind of line And every battle may well be won There is a saying in new beginning That everything's standstill or old You only need your ways of winning And to that endeavor always hold (from my Album: Something More)