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Challenges And Fears
The appearance of the same alluring dream
brings on adored visions of days already past;
and reliving them with delight, I can guard them
without fearing that what is precious is never lost!
I do realize that the stronger the feeling,
the deeper is the meaning of each yearning;
buried it under sand dunes where the bagger gets drunk:
all his sighs, all his tears never depart with the fading dusk!
Far off the desolate coastline, the angriest ocean stars to roar,
sailors unfurl sails, the western wind can diverge their planned route;
it's still daylight, and the young captain begins to show some fear:
how will he stay calm if the tides rise and he doesn't remain resolute?
Can the forces of Nature be fought with extreme courage and stealth
vowing, " The lowest is the fear, the higher is the chance to win. "
Those forces are stronger than anything that has challenged Man
on his long voyages: will anyone less intrepid battle with death?
Copyright ©
Andrew Crisci
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