Voyagers
Embark with me, with us
upon our voyage
We set our course
by chart and dream
Cast overboard
all weight, for storms
pursue
make room
for sinking souls
Come toil and row
tied one to one
when gales blow
and far from home
Come count the stars
and scan the shimmering horizon
Come share the brazier’s glow
plain rations for a feast
laugh with companions
Adventure stirs our bones
Pain and fear we choose to despise
because we have a destination
we have a prize
It is the voyage
It is the love that drives
10.11.97
Copyright © Piers Denholm-Young | Year Posted 2016
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