SAIL ON OH DIVINE TIN SOLDIER

 

 

SAIL ON OH DIVINE TIN SOLDIER

Sail on oh divine tin soldier

In your paper ship

Stalwart as it may only be in dreams

With your steadfast gaze

Enduring everything

Sail on through the gutters

And at the will of the wind, the rain

Seeking lost refrains

And mercy at the least

Strange are the tides that sweep you overboard

Yet you persist

Yet you still shine

At the end of the story

Very near, sublime.

mary angela douglas 3 april 2024