The Sails of Something More

 

sunsets and sailboats

 

Right far I made my riven way,

As life forlorn sank from my day.

Amber and veiled I set like gold:

My light though loving lingered cold;

But setting, and sunk delicate

I’ll draw to soft seas, infinite.

Ocean of life, westward I’ll draw

As never I had drawn before.

I’ll alight upon the silver sands

Of heaven’s hold, those sleeping lands –

Softly, softly to the shore,

Borne by the sails of something more.

 

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