A Many Splendored Thing
When you find that many splendored thing in you,
you will know it.
But, do not confuse this knowing
with any former time.
Cast your mind into it--as if you were
the ancient mariner himself--
And let the line be carried deep
and far from your sails of safety.
Listen for the voice of the albatross
as it sings your love song homeward.
Copyright © Orma Sullivan | Year Posted 2012
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