The sea called
The lanterns were lit
As the sails filled with the crisp night wind
A journey begun
Into the unknown
One book closed as another begins
First, we crawl
Then, we walk
As the world opens to our delight
Mother and father
Watch as we go
When our day transitions to night
Foundation is firm
With each step new adventures begin
When soon we find
What we left behind
Repeats when the next boat comes in
You’ve hurt me
You’ve humiliated me
You’ve disappointed me
You’ve made me cry
You’ve broken my heart
You’ve broken my spirit
You’ve caused me guilt I cannot deny
You’ve looked at me with contempt, sometimes
You’ve proffered words of poor advice
But I forgive and love you
No matter what
As I see you in the mirror
Looking back into my eyes
“I am not now, nor shall I ever be,
Sated with this life of philosophy!”
Those were the last words I thought I would hear
Whispered from the lips of the one I held dear.
Then a palpable change settled in the room,
And I wondered aloud, “Could this be our doom?”
And a miracle happened, there before my eyes,
As the body before me started to rise.
Not from some ill-fated ghostly-formed force
No, this was the willingness of quite another source.
Stunned, though I be, as I stood there in wonder,
I couldn’t help but smile at the small clap of thunder.
You see, a storm had been raging outside,
As if in this room, where I gazed full of pride.
She then lay back down, content and enlightened.
With her last words she smiled – “I’ll be chasing the horizon!”
The ashes are all that’s left
Of the woman I loved so dear.
These callused hands once held her close
While these lips whispered in her ear.
Now, I say, I love you.
I will repeat those words every day.
And in my mind, I still hear your reply
Because, it was always that way.
How difficult does your road have to be
Is it filled with potholes
Or as smooth as the sea
Is it scattered with pebbles
And filled with cracks
Are there mountains or molehills
Or well-worn down tracks
Is it uphill or down
Which way do you go
Do you have a destination
Are you stuck in the snow
Is your path blocked by a rock slide
Or fallen down tree
What gets in your way
When you’re trying to see
Do you look for specs
In another one’s eye
When the log in your own
Could cause you to die
Take care on your travels
For they lead to the past
Find the smooth road ahead
Because it all goes too fast
How can it be that we turn our heads,
Or walk past the struggling man?
A simple act of kindness, as it’s called today,
Was always part of God’s plan.
“Do unto others…” wasn’t just a line
From a book that is centuries old.
No, it’s called being human, with a heart that gives
To another with love in your soul.
So, slow down and help that person in need
And reach out with a helping hand.
When you lift someone up from a place of despair
Then and there you’ll finally understand.