Dew on the desert: idle dreams
Are nourishment enough, in youth;
Years demand deep roots: a man
Will thirst, pursuing idle truths.
Storms on the ocean: useless fear
For mariners whose hopes are gone;
The years demand light heart; the man
Will learn this, if he hear our song.
2006
To Duncan - fellow member of the choir
as said before, eloquent. beautiful philosophy and thoughtful messages in your verse. strong work, Will. -Tailor
Few words, powerful and beautiful at the same time--Love it--Melvina
Perspectives change with time (and age) . Some for the worse, but others for the better. I think poetry (for one) tends to improve with age. Your perspectives are always interesting, Will ... that's the mark of great poetry!
Just beautiful, this offering of complex simplicity. Why is it that simple truth is often the toughest to grasp, to embrace? ... Deep roots and a light heart, yes. It doesn't just happen... Again: beautiful. Thank you, dear friend.
Very nice. I would be happy to sing tenor with your group if you have an open spot.
the thing that did this poem best was the mood. you set it such that the words came alive.. good.
A lot said with these two contrasting images of desert and ocean storms. The image of dew in the desert fits in nicely conveying the sense of temporality as well providing more meaning to a man thirsting. Something is lost in the second stanza since we cannot hear the song. “The years demand light heart” is puzzling to me.
Dear Will This is stunning and if it was meant for me then how embarressed I should feel for not having found it before, I am so, so, sorry if this is the case You know that I admire you and your works Love duncan X
A poem of substance, it speaks of deep root and strength of character to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an eloquent tribute. You are a fine songsmith, Will. Kind regards, Sandra