You wake to a day
Blank as the face of the sea
All your life before you
An ocean to be crossed.
The crowds were cheering at the pier
On the day of your departure
Follow your dreams!
Follow your heart!
But remember that
Of the hundred directions you can go,
One finds safe harbor,
And the rest a death by drowning.
So give your rudder to the deep
And give your steerage
To the Lord of wind and tide
Of seabed and of storm.
Take the wind He sends you
However slight, it is your truest course
Take your eyes from chart and compass
Raise them up, and rest.
For today the horizon
Is cold water and grey sky
But one morning
It will be something else.
Your red and saltstained eyes
Will find their long desiring
And your longing ears
Will know the sound of breakers on the beach.
And you will crawl ashore
From the wreckage of plans you made
To see the country rise before you
Where you will be found.
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