The Purl

I was born on top of the mountain Held by the wilderness, captured by the nothing Little did I know, but helplessly hoping Far, far away from the liberating ocean Then in a bout of fever Under shivers I cracked Did I come out a winner? Well, will I ever know that? But I slowly brooded my egg to hatch Times I felt I failed from the onset I was lost in that part of the forest Little did I know, I was close by a short step Heard the purl and the world blasted open Then I was gone forever I would never come back I'm coming down the river Down the river I raft And I'm slowly bringing my sail to mast Wide open sea, I can see, or I'm trying I thought I'd be free, but it's mostly terrifying Little did I know, here is no place for hiding Times I miss the times up on the mountain Then as the rogue wave throws me I am losing my flow Should I just give myself up to where the wind wants me to go? Am I only fooling myself? Am I slowly losing myself? Am I so many more miles from home?