The Greatest Journey

by Grace   Jan 29, 2009


Bounding waves roll endlessly into a continuous sea of blue.
Sparkling splashes explode as each crest meets another.
Yet there is fear within the infinite horizon,
The soaring bird wonders if it will ever find home again.

Traveling lost in the vast and lonely world of the sea,
The bird grows weary with every passing hour,
But even with a journey as constant as that of the waves,
It knows this was what it was destined to do.

Struggles come in the hours of darkness.
Wind and rain beat down upon this helpless creature,
Thunder screams with the slamming of towering swells,
And still, the bird stays strong with the desire to be home.

Soon dawn will break between the water and the blackened sky.
Hope jolts the once struggling bird with tremendous strength.
Its destination grows closer with every passing minute.
If only the bird knew happiness is just beyond the horizon.

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  • 15 years ago

    by KemistryKia

    Loved it
    keep writing

  • 15 years ago

    by ForeverASickKid

    Wow! i love this!!! its really good!

  • 15 years ago

    by Obscura

    This is one of the most masterful pieces of work i have seen in my life its so moving and inspiring its imagery was very powerful and clear i see great things for you if you are as talented as this

    well done

  • 15 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Aww.. a really sweet poem.
    A story with a message as well:)

    A nice poem, I had fun reading it.

    Take care,

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 15 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    "Bounding waves roll endlessly into a continuous sea of blue.
    Sparkling splashes explode as each crest meets another."
    `Very vivid description, I can picture this so clear and crisply. I can even hear the waves crashing. Wow, this was perfect!

    "Yet there is fear within the infinite horizon,
    The soaring bird wonders if it will ever find home again."
    `This is a beautiful scene, a bird soaring, nto really sure where's he's going.

    "Traveling lost in the vast and lonely world of the sea,
    The bird grows weary with every passing hour,
    But even with a journey as constant as that of the waves,
    It knows this was what it was destined to do."
    `Perfectly written. Amazing job. I'm speechless.

    "Struggles come in the hours of darkness.
    Wind and rain beat down upon this helpless creature,
    Thunder screams with the slamming of towering swells,
    And still, the bird stays strong with the desire to be home."
    `I love the huge metaphor of this poem, I know you were describing it to me earlier. Youve done a reallly great job, and wow.. this really fits life well.

    "Soon dawn will break between the water and the blackened sky.
    Hope jolts the once struggling bird with tremendous strength.
    Its destination grows closer with every passing minute.
    If only the bird knew happiness is just beyond the horizon."
    `Your word choice is expanding.. yaaay. This piece was amazing.

    I'm going to nominate it.
    :]

    Well done.
    5/5.