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?