If I must steer this ship alone,
the sea uncharted, ports unknown,
with no lighthouse on the headland,
to mark a dark unfriendly shore,
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Then I shall fly before the wind, my back turned toward the gale, and sing my song into the storm, just take my hand....... lovely poem. at the end all the imaginations crystalizes into love.........and care...... thank u for the philosophy which you are spreading... tony
I love your poetry! Have read everyone and they are all wonderful.
Thanks very much Dr.tony Brahmin