Thursday, January 1, 2015

A Poem For The New Year

The Promise of Time


In youth, hails the promise of time,
and we ne’er heed the long bell’s chime
Salt air and wind, we voyage free,
chart our course, and we sail our sea

With years, we reach harbour, settle
whilst life’s trials test our mettle
From ticking clocks we cannot flee
Chart our course, and we sail our sea

Evening sun, near the horizon
the breeze is still, the passage done
Night will fall, in the echo’s lee,
chart our course, and we sail our sea




 I wish you a kinder sea
with brisk wind for your sail
and idle days beneath a fig tree


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