Sailing For Ages
SAILING FOR AGES
An ancient mariner on the sea I am sailing for ages
in the radiant sunshine and when the tempest rages.
On the rolling azure waves rising high and falling low
my boat pitches and I toil to float, the journey is slow.
The moonless nights descend on the charcoal sea,
the sky sinks in the darkened horizon, nothing I can see,
but to reach the land beyond I have to sail long and far.
Lost and lone in the alien sea I search for the pole star.
I discover the guiding flash of the star hidden in me,
trace a faint line to the destination, I don’t yet see.
The wind on the sagging sail is weak, doesn’t blow.
Before the boat sinks to the promised land I must go.
You are waiting for me long on the distant shores,
I don’t know why in the middle of the sea I am for.
June 19, 2018
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2018
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