3/31/11
We must not gaze at foreign shores,
Afraid of waves which rage between,
Forever longing to have more,
Of vistas which we've not yet seen.
Instead we plunge into the cold,
And risk the cross of unknown depths,
To cast off fear, to venture bold,
And brave beyond our scope and breadth.
If all our perils are survived,
If somehow we prevail intact,
When landing on the other side,
We'll catch our breaths and glancing back,
From where we've come, we'll realize,
The distance was not much at all.
And yet, where we now stand, we'll find,
New oceans and far shores that call.
Written by: Larry Sansone. In order to hone my writing skills (and for my own silly amusement) I am launching the O.C.P. Project: one poem per day for one year. I started the project on Jan.1, 2011 and completed the last poem on Jan. 1, 2012. Poems will be posted daily, whenever possible.