Post by goldenfox on Jan 28, 2013 20:50:01 GMT -5
'Tis not the sunrise at which the Mariner arises,
'Tis the first gleaming of the oldest Star in which time begins for this man.
The young-born stars--shy of newfound role, gather and find solace in noticing the oldest tradition reign over the seas.
The young Mariner shares their naivety.
He knots the ropes,
Raises the mast,
and Loves with his fervor;
For a night of Wonder lays as a playing board for Life's lessons.
'Tis the first gleaming of the oldest Star in which time begins for this man.
The young-born stars--shy of newfound role, gather and find solace in noticing the oldest tradition reign over the seas.
The young Mariner shares their naivety.
He knots the ropes,
Raises the mast,
and Loves with his fervor;
For a night of Wonder lays as a playing board for Life's lessons.