Journeys
I think it’s best to stay he said
And sail the ocean blue
To find and seek that tale unread
Before we lose that too
To see the world with men and beasts
Then turn and shake my head
To wonder why we drink and feast
When each day we might be dead
For a candle will be blown
And my will will bend
Away all life is flown,
For this? This is the end.
Copyright © Ioana Thornburn-Winsor | Year Posted 2012
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