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MY DESTINATION, by Marilyn Matice.
I crossed the ocean, so I might see
A wonderful sight described to me.
The ship sailed along towards the rising sun,
But I saw nothing until my journey was done.
No sun rising that bathed the ocean in gold,
The sunset was beautiful, or so I was told.
The dock was filled with exotic ships from anywhere,
But I saw nothing more than my windblown hair.
The marketplace had a kaleidoscope of colours and sound,
I saw nothing either and in the hotel grounds
A riot of colours in the flowers and trees.
Tended so lovingly by the man on his knees.
I wanted to see while it was still light
I wanted to hurry to this wondrous sight.
The driver went slowly and I hurried him on,
My ship would be leaving in the morning at dawn.
I ran to the wall and quickly looked over,
There was nothing to see, just a field full of clover.
Angry and spent, I went back to my home,
Vowing at last to never more roam.
I was so disappointed and I told my friend,
That I saw nothing wonderful at my journey's end.
He smiled and told me it was the journey at sea,
The world held the wonders for me to see.
Our life follows also this journey we lead,
To rejoice in each wonder, to be proud of each deed.
Our destination is not known, not to fret or to worry.
Walk slowly through life and try not to hurry.
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