|For E H Payne
Author: Wasted Postage PM
A poem I wrote for my friend.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 165 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 10-19-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2263640
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"For E. H. Payne"
The resonating sound of beating hearts
Keeps time as days and years steal softly away.
Moments fall as raindrops poured out from lazy clouds
Into a boundless sea of passing time.
White sails loom on the distant horizon
As ships chart courses through turbulent waves
All bound for the Citadel of Stars,
A luminescent city of light,
That waits on the far side of the sea.
Yet the ocean is treacherous
And while its currents carry some away,
The winds blowing haggard sailors
Into the presence of the sun,
The beacon that calls them home,
Where they shall sleep
Once the journey has ended,
Others, who have not the courage to stay the course,
And many disheartened sailors fall
Beneath the crashing of the waves.
Only they who are steady in the face of the storm,
Who rejoice in the falling of the rain
Arrive in the Golden City where
At last repose is given them.
October 15, 2006