Memories. Reflection. That’s what this song is about. I am sailing a daunting voyage across a vast ocean with no land around in me in sight, awaiting the appearance of a speck of land which will indicate that I am close to Destiny. But now the air grows chilly, the tides turbulent, and the night darker and foggier. I detach the sail from my ship, and my vessel gently glides to a stop, giving me a chance to look around.
Where to go from here? I can hear from a distance the sweet notes of past times and happy memories, smiling people and faces, magical places and circumstances. A sorrowful weight of lead sits at the bottom of my heart as I remember, as everything comes back to me. The lessons. The laughs. The difficult times. The absurdities. Even the challenges and unbearable things of the past…they too seem like distant friends to me now, friends who have bid me farewell and stood at the shore looking after me as I set sail for a far away land. And not until that moment did I see in their eyes a sort of familiarity – the culmination of all the days we spent together, happy and painful – never before was it so transparent. Their eyes also displayed the sadness of parting, but also a strong resolution on my behalf, that I was to go forth and make conquests elsewhere.
But every now and then, when the wind changes direction and picks up speed, and the clouds briefly obscure the moon, I wonder about the twisted route that Destiny has mapped for me. The subtle but vital clues that have been scattered throughout several different continents. The hints and leads that I must piece together to ultimately figure out where I am going. Why do I see the wrecks of so many other ships that sailed here before me? Was it nothing more than their loss of direction that destroyed them? Or was it their obsession with landing at Destiny’s shore that made them forget to steer properly, leading to their demise?
A sobering reflection. But as I feel the ocean breeze across my face and I glance at the twinkling stars, the power of faith is renewed within me, and I allow the winds at my back to set the ship in motion once more. I stand at the bow, resuming my cautious look out for friend or foe on the horizon. But in a strange way, I appreciate this moment of silence and solitude for the time being.




