See there, no THERE on the horizon look!
 See that ship? It is holed and sinking fast
 And there; him, he's a man of these waters
 Memories flood in; he's tied to the mast
 
 Yesterdays take him, never tomorrows
 Waves of remembrance with each pitch and toss
 Not all his troubles are vessels so moored
 Not all his memories anchored to loss
 
 Silently shouting, so loud; you don't hear
 Hauling and hauling, and hauling avast!
 Brimming with fullness, barrels of sorrow
 Sinking through sinking and laughing at last
 
 Oh! And such waters that dragged him under
 Deeper and deeper and into his mind
 Memories held by yesterday's current
 Memories, memories. Who do you find?
 
 Happiest in waters ancient yet clear
 Drowning in yesterdays, memories near
 Bottom is never, the surface hides fear
 These things that made him and brought him to here.
 
 See there, no THERE on the horizon look!
 See that man? He is old and sinking fast
 And there; him, he's a ship of these waters
 Memories flood in; he's tied to his past
 
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- Published: April 4th, 2018 05:37
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Wonderful mix of nostalgia, salty sea air and wisdom...... There's no THERE on the horizon is brilliant...... love it.
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