I floated away
by the force of false hoax,
but yielded upon consideration
to the nature of my arrival.
A multitude of ripples in my currents
led me to your sweet shore.
I drowned at the hands of thieves
and gave in to the screams of sirens.
My anchor emerged from sneaker waves
until I rose to land upon the horizon.
As I curiously tread upon belief,
I find no need to stray anymore.