As We Sail

If time is an eagle It could be trapped and deplumed To limit its flight. If it’s cheetah It could be fettered to a stock To determine the scope of its speed And if time is a sailor It could be persuaded To sail slowly, Or linger here at the shoreline Where the noonlight nurtures And the breeze rejuvenates But we launch towards the night With the solace of its full moon And we shall sleep at night But our works shall stay awake. To double three scores is but a wish And whether or not it’s conferred The days of man are brief. Must we be easy and loving as we sail And sip nectar from our hard labours. For our days are brief And the time is swift. Let our nights, O Lord, we pray Be sweeter than the honey And our rest as well Be peaceful like the heaven.