A Mystery Ship And Where It Goes Poem by James McLain

Before the final ship takes leave,
I stood back and watched the parting waves, like leaves.
My love when young,
I bound it to the mast wherefore she'd see.

And close enough to see her eyes and range,
Before the candle burned
And I stood full before her then when young.

Unseen in youth the ship we never saw.
Out of sight, our struggle was for love,
The love for granted taken now we turn and
See that ship all see is full.

Could you but know me now as you I'd know,
Free of all the chain's that bound us so and the bird's
That circle now are free to go.