Gripping the rope
Up the plank
Grab the hand of a sailor
Foot down
Aboard and about
The wind whipping through the
Mainsail, tugging at the jib
Gone for a New World
An ocean between continents
Life in the flight of a gull
Carry me in the light of
North Star night
The bounding of a dream
On the wild wave of
Fortune.
~ Laurence Overmire
(Previously published in Honor and Remembrance, Indelible Mark Publishing,2007)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem