Odyssey
ODYSSEY
Sometimes feel I’m in a boat with a rudder and engine,
But no home port or destination, always journeying,
Frequently plumbing to check depth under my keel,
Always keeping an eye on the weather for storms
Which might blow me onto a new course without warning;
With occasional dockside pauses for refueling or repairing
Because the decks are not as watertight as they once were
And the engine needs attention more often.
The boat is no beauty, but it’s stable and seaworthy -
Probably good for another trip or three :
And it’s roomy enough for one extra passenger,
Always space inside for one more. . . . for you.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011
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