The 50th Post

The 50th one,

Now celebrating my half century.

I hope I’ll make it a century,

And go even beyond that,

To the horizon before me.

I don’t know who will follow me

To the land where the sky touches the sea.

But I’m sure, 

I will have my shadow to accompany me

Althoug it may change with the sun rays.

I fear if I’ll fall down to unknown,

After the end of the sea.

But the sight of unknown lands

Defeats my fear, and fill my hear with thrill.

I belong to the Nomad world,

And I’ve known it for long.

So here is my 50th destination.

Let me celebrate my half-century.