Living For Eternity

I live with eyes fixed on eternity, the notion there’s reward for this is not a breeze that floats my craft, not oar that points to brightest stars that promise to shine past the dawn I dream (I trust) serves life at sea. Eternity is not a ‘goal’ that I run toward, but ‘purpose’ which heart fuels with songs divined. This rhyme but one I hope worth note. My best thoughts never brag “That’s all she wrote!” but point to what is yet to come (to wrongs world’s not addressed so far.) Deny or cry at finite time I’ve left to act? Tell me, if so, when there’s no net that I can cast that might not feed your soul? What court appoints the hour, my final day for toil? My cot? Eternity knows best! To serve’s to BE! Long Tooth May 4th of 2022