The Not Silent Sea

Sailing silent o’er the not silent sea
With Sun above tracking course and my speed
‘Til night’s moon takes on the task to watch me,
Waiting for day to break and progress read.
The apparent speed by which the days pass
Seems to accelerate from day to day,
Then decades follow one by one, elapse
With fading memories that do not stay.
Too soon the horizon has come, then gone
Revealing a new vista to explore,
Inspiring thanksgiving in human song
Midst ocean music on a distant shore.
               Each of us has to sail this life-long race
               That we will win by our God’s loving grace.

Copyright © 2017 Peter N Robertson