No Anchor For Rancor
When the lights of evening dusk have eluded me long enough
I shall not walk through the hallways of death
with resentment at my side
nor shall I hold any grudges against my fiends and
family members
When the sun in faded gold retrieves above the ocean
I shan't use force to make it stay, I will let it go
and if the good Lord hulls me in like he did
with Peter, I will not anchor my ship in deep waters of rancor,
for I know that for every dying sunset there is a brand new sunrise.
I won't waste time on pity nor greed,
I will happily be hulled
and when I'm finally finished cruising the world,
I will let go of that mast that I have grown so fond of,
and join the seagulls in the sky.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2023
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