One for the road

Dear Ocean, old friend,

Here is one for the road,
Long and tiresome it may be,
Filled with negativity,
Drive on,
Push on,
Fight, fight, fight,
Never let them win.

Here is two for dinner,
Having a reservation at the restaurant,
Having time stop for eternity,
Feeling everything and nothing at the same time,
Ignoring and sensing everything at once.
Each other,
Maybe that is the only magic you need.

Here is three forgetful trees.
One tree for forgetful past,
Burying regrets and what-ifs.
One tree for forgetful present,
Suspending the chaos for beauty.
One tree for forgetful future,
Forget every worry and anxiety you have for tomorrow,
Because 42 is the answer anyway.

Signed,
Scorpion