Blessed Be

I’d like to share an original poem!

Sailing out on time’s vast ocean
Waiting on the pale orb to rise.
Riven by competing emotions
And a faith that reason seeks to defy.

I contemplate a sacred constellation
And the holy light that’s shining within.
Can’t pretend to know the destination
It’s a place I’ve never been.

Blessed be the sky and the sea
And all we’ve left behind.
And blessed be
The places that we’ve yet to find.

Our separateness–it must be an illusion
One that we will soon awaken from.
It’s a source of undeniable confusion
As we ponder that great mystery to come.

So we contemplate a sacred constellation
And the holy light’s still shining within.
We can’t pretend to know the destination
It’s a place we’ve never been.

Blessed be the sky and the sea
And all we’ve left behind.
And blessed be the places that we’ve yet to find.

Sailing out on time’s vast ocean
Waiting on the pale orb to rise.
Riven by competing emotions
And a faith that reason seeks to defy.

Blessed be the eyes that can see
All we’ve left behind.
And blessed be
The places that’s we’ve yet to find.

Copyright © 2012 by William K. Ferro All rights reserved

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