To Shell Island

Farewell my falter,
for my feet are stable now.
Soon I’ll leave this desert where the eagles never flew,
when one day tomorrow I will not come back to you.

From the mountains through this valley;
Silently, I'll steal away, and give back all the torment
you have placed upon the ones who stay.
My desire has been calling~
Deeper now, within my heart;
Soon, I hope to leave you
to rebuild what you have torn apart.

This has been my destiny. . . .
'to find myself upon her shore.'
My life begins again the day
your memories are nevermore.
Like the night that never ends,
is the time I’ve taken to prepare;
I’ll still cross over. . . .
the moon and sun will guide me there.

Each morning I'm beside her,
she'll say to me that all is well;
Blue-green waters, warm white beaches
On her island known as ‘Shell.'

© Cheryl Taul
November 15, 1995