Captain Cur

(England)

Redemption's Path, (Rondel)


I fault not the great sea beneath my raft;
Fault neither beauty nor its open wrath
Upon the waters where the bread is cast.

Storms that I weather are redemption's path
And faith my lone sail and supporting mast.
I fault not the great sea beneath my raft,
Fault neither beauty nor its open wrath.

I must find the shores that will house my craft
As I fight the winds and the waves advance
And ask of the One to fulfill my task.
I fault not the great sea beneath my raft;
Fault neither beauty nor its open wrath
Upon the waters where the bread is cast.

Submitted: Sunday, May 18, 2014
Edited: Sunday, May 18, 2014

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  • Diane Hine (7/21/2014 7:47:00 AM)

    Perfect theme for a rondel. There is a quality of quiet strength in the repeated lines. (Report) Reply

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