The Crossing

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  • Inspirational

    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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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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