“With age comes wisdom. With travel comes understanding.” (Sandra Lake)
I’m going on a fourteen day cruise with my wife Ruth this week, traveling to eight islands in the Eastern Caribbean region. This original poem expresses my thoughts about unexpected loneliness that can arise during such an extended stay along those empty spaces of the “high seas”. For we all experience human closeness at times for those we’ve left behind.
How curiously now I saw your fond face
Staring up at mist moon from inner space
Its luminous light then marked such seeing
With no traces of thought but plentiful being
So such ageless soul brings me a smile
In hopes that we’ll share new times for awhile