Catch and Release

I set into the clouded shores
Where the waves overstep my laggy pace.
Each one different from the rest
Each one thrown into my hidden trace.

To the left is the open sea,
Where no man wishes to call a home.
But like the tides, I know my way is forward
I just have to find it.

Ahead of me is a shrouded figure
Eluding in and out of the morning fog
Thus interweaved within my sight.
I wonder if they have travelled such a place.

I tread and follow, but cannot see their footprint.
Their presences keeps me wanting to move.
Etching their warmth into my memory.
Born again as part of the seaside.

Our travel stops abrupt to a stonewall.
Is this what they were looking for?
It has to be.
And our moment makes it so.

I'm not bothered, but is it wrong?
To feel alone as you are away?
I thought about what you said
And I’ve been thinking.