We shall rejoice
fairweather gives us no choice
but to find ourselves in tune
sailing in crafts upon the sea
Singing songs of Neptune
bold before the lee shore.
Through storms and calms
we hope for a shore of palms.
To be just across the sea
over the crests of waves
Where the natives are free
and all sailors safe.
We'll run aground
after tacking all around.
Cast there by our heartbeats,
reaching for that lee shore,
Where mighty freighters beach
to give up there cargo stores.
A shore for good
we'll arrive just when we should.
But we're in no hurry
the wind will blow us there.
Timeless calm and fury
waits for us if we drift near.
-dp-
(c) 3-4-84
Singing songs of Neptune
bold before the lee shore.
Through storms and calms
we hope for a shore of palms.
To be just across the sea
over the crests of waves
Where the natives are free
and all sailors safe.
We'll run aground
after tacking all around.
Cast there by our heartbeats,
reaching for that lee shore,
Where mighty freighters beach
to give up there cargo stores.
A shore for good
we'll arrive just when we should.
But we're in no hurry
the wind will blow us there.
Timeless calm and fury
waits for us if we drift near.
-dp-
(c) 3-4-84
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