Oh, how life’s cares bound up my heart!
I faced each day with dread
My life was so devoid of joy
Held woe I could not shed
And desparate to end this curse–
To find from pain release–
I lifted goblet to my lips
Drank full, then slipped to peace
And as I slept upon my bed
A dream appeared to me
It seemed that I in water swam
Then sank into the sea
And down and down my body sank
Pulled down into the deep
I felt my lungs about to burst–
Prepared for final sleep
Were sunken ships arrayed
The ships not in sad disrepair
But stately were displayed
No rotting timber marred their hulls
No mud-encrusted sterns
This not a death-bed of the deep
These ships by God ne’er spurned
This not a graveyard damp and dark–
Wrecks ravaged by petards
No ghostly sailors beyond hope
No soul from heaven barred
But proudly sails were hoisted high
Filled full by current drafts
The sight did draw from me a sigh
To see such spritely crafts
And as these vessels strained to move–
To free hulls from the sands
Methought I heard a Captain cry
“Me hearties, next stop land!”
And spirit crews did then appear
Trimmed sails and manned the ropes
So lively did the sailors move
My God, it gave one hope!
Then clouds did move from overhead
And light of moon did gleam
Jeweled rays of light cut through the sea
And lit this brilliant scene
Then slowly from their watery graves
The ships began to move
Their hulls now free from sandy bar–
Untimely death reproved!
And then the Captain looked at me
He winked, then turned, he, back
I heard him cry out to his men
“Now Laddies, mind her tack”
And as the vessels pulled away
In water I did rise
Then somehow walked a sun-lit beach
With life restored as prize
And gazing at the sun, amazed
I clutched myself in tears
Oh how my life had been so blessed
I’ll cherish all my years!
Then I awoke upon my bed–
My fears all swept away
Oh was this dream or was this truth?
I really cannot say
And yet I’ll always cherish this–
This vision of my dream
And whether true or whether false
I’m stronger so it seems
And I can see those sunken ships–
Can see them sail away
And now can face the world again!
Find joy in every day
© Copyright 2013 Richard Puetter
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