Peter S. Quinn


Sail On


Sail on sail on time
Thru the winter to spring
Filling colors of prime
As birds again sing

Every day is a seeing
To the distant of blue
And for life in its being
So it will become new

Rivers deep flowing
To the oceans of shade
As the New Year is going
To seedlings new made

With life coming forward
Bring tides again in
When all is here altered
From existence begin

Sail on tides of living
Reach to the growing shore
Where the seeds are giving
Shade colors once more

Where day is of sunshine
From the cold and the dark
And earth in beauty fine
With the whole lot to spark

Submitted: Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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