I My Spirit Wed

As on this foreign shore I stand and stare Across the green and foaming tidal sea. I do not wonder whether life is fair Nor whether what’s to come is what should be. The hinterland is not a wishful dream Whatever I meet there is all itself. So useless are past thoughts and present schemes My courage,heart and spirit are my wealth. Although alone,I sense some being close Whom I accept as guide and friend to me. To walk with otherness is not my boast. It’s he who guides and shows me how to see. Thus with this spirit,I my spirit wed As close to me as in a marriage bed.