Ode To Sailors On The Ocean Of Life
True Sailors never forget their clove hitch and
bowline knots
Never shy from the freedom of the ocean sought
Always ready to leave the safety and security of a
port
To on the ocean of dreams set forth on their course
never to be cut short
To be land locked is to one’s dreams curtail
Sailors with any wind will always prevail
To be becalmed in dreams is to wither and watch
your dreams rot
Tied down to failure in an unbreakable Becket knot
But if after 4 years of learning as a Sailor one
is ready to set sail
The world may not be your oyster but is waiting
for your tales
You need only a compass of what is true and what
is right
And maybe an appreciation of a God who gives us
the Northern Lights
To the future the Sailors of the class of 2014,
ignore the rising or uncertain surf
You have passed all tests, you are ready to claim
you rightful turf
© June 28, 2014 Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet
www.alaskanpoet.blogspot.com
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