A Voyage In Time Poem by Terrance Tracy

A Voyage In Time



How ironic it seems, our journey began racing for the prize; the DNA that someday would emerge on earth at the expense of a mother's girth.

Our course was set to sail through uncharted waters whether we are sons or daughters in a vast ocean, predetermined by a higher power, for He is the only one that knows the time and hour.

Exuberance of youth accompanying the voyage, with its toll of stumbling and falling, learning how to walk and talk before they can set sail in the race, the pace of time.

The voyager whose course is not clear cannot navigate the uncharted waters that are ripe with hazardous shoals that will steal their souls lest they hear the command to heave to and come about; you are racing in dangerous water.

The voyager swimming in a storm or sailing in a boat that has lost its rudder is at the mercy of predestined fate still has a choice to sink or swim; or to use the oars to navigate in the race and set a new course.

Time has long passed the voyager fought the good fight and ran the good race to find his or herself resting in a different place, no more reception rooms nor myriads of doctors for now they wait in a heavenly place for the One True Doctor that helped them through the human race.
Terrance Tracy

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Terrance Tracy

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Port Arthur Texas USA
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