The Journey
The great unknown is not feared
For I feel I have been here before
My vessel merely commandeered
From the harbors of distant shores
It is obscure what set me adrift
On this river of life I travel
Rapids rough and the current swift
Bluff banks crumbling to gravel
With sun painting thick clouds
My vessel, floating slowly, in the shallows
Night songbirds like angels grow loud
The still becomes darkened with shadows
My destination has not yet been mapped
Although others have passed before me
This journey will soon be recapped
In a sunset of magnificent glory
Dead flesh will return to the dust
My soul disappear in the dark
This human mind beckons my trust
I'll be judged on the love in my heart
In the horizon looms the last bend
Making preparations to disembark
Oh what a journey it's been
On this river without a chart
6/16/2018
by Daniel Turner
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016
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