The Crossing

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    The Crossing
    The Crossing

    I peer through the mist
    To a horizon out of reach
    And long for an island
    With a sandy white beach
    I’ve been on this ocean
    For many long years
    With its currents and its swells
    And so many tears
    But just when I think
    A coast should appear
    The witch rears her head
    Adrift again so I fear
    Please give me a harbor
    That protects me from strife
    And mellows these seas
    From the crossing we call life

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    countrypoet commented on The Crossing

    12-22-2008

    Very true words my friend.I can relate to this poem and like it very much.
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    Gusto commented on The Crossing

    12-19-2008

    You have got your ink in order and these words are all in perfect alignment for some really good prose. BRAVO!!!
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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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