Polaris

Wind, took the house
She said it herself.
But years, left it standing
In the halls of her thoughts

In her dreams,
She often went home.
(it was very quite simple)
Nodding chin,
And suddenly everything
fell
into
place

There are souls with vacant eyes
You think
inside their minds,
they are aboard their own master ships
sailing
Northboard Home

Their charts
Brilliant and unbounding