to be and not to be: there’s no question

by walterdoege

in my solitude I go on the ocean…with my sailing boat…help is my wind…hope is the ocean…sky is blue…autumn blue tune colour…I sing some blues…for everyone…for me…for you…in my solitude I feel the usesless of my loving…love is all one needs…seeds I let on the ocean…seeds of memories and warm feelings…seeds I spread in the ocean…I miss those days and nights…missing…I miss you…in my solitude I love…no destiny…no goal…no purpose…just sailing…just singing my blues