A’sailin’ ‘T’would seem quite true I never was the captain of this ship, though in my youth I did believe in charting my own trip. But Master Time has made it clear how lowly is my rank. I’ve silver locks and aching limbs and soon I’ll walk the plank. One thing I’ve learned as days go by a‘sailin’ life’s rough seas: It doesn’t work to push against what comes upon the breeze. For when I tried to turn the tide, instead the tide turned me; the Sea of Life dictates for us in ways we can’t foresee. ‘T’is true that we are powerless to stop waves high and low, but we can choose to welcome both the pleasure and the woe. And so this ship does carry me through seas both sweet and tart. When I embrace my life, I live with full, contented heart. ("A'sailin' " was published on Your Daily Poem in December, 2022.) Cynthia Bernard is a woman in her late sixties who is finding her voice as a poet after many decades of silence. A long-time classroom teacher and a ...
Women's Spiritual Poetry