The following have been planned for a long time... please give me time and energy!
Alone, I sailed the seven seas in search of something lost
The ship that bore me onwards rode the waves, that soothed, and tossed
My ship was made of glory, gleamed and flickered in the sun
It rose up with the crests and down the glassy slopes we'd run.
I never found my goal, but still I sought it endlessly
Until one day my fine ship melted back into the sea
I didn’t sink, I didn’t float, I didn’t cease to be
I found I too was water; in an instant I could see
Only ever-changing waves upon a never-changing sea
© 2007 Ian Kenneth Maclean