I Skagen...börjar man visst rimma!

Beckoning

Ghostly shades wander the horizon;
ships of old come calling a game
Hidden in the dim light,
biding their time -
they haunt your mind and
crave your name

Choose your path,
your way of life - 
raise the stakes of inner truth
The ships lie waiting;
now take your stand - 
is it all worth your strife?

Crushing waves call you forth;
demand your presence now 
A leap of faith
into depths unknown - 
the sails of freedom sternly
binding you to your vow

                                See the ship? Well do ya? Do ya? *s*