POSEIDON’S DOOR’S WIDE OPEN
“What you search for you have found,”
the prophet said to me,
“You don’t know it yet but you will see;
That elusive place called home
you so deeply need
Will appear when you attain
tranquility.”
*
Across the brazen sands
Beyond the forests of the deep,
The Gates of Hercules reopen
once again;
Beyond the forests of the deep,
The Gates of Hercules reopen
once again;
*
Sailing to the Hesperides
Where prized apple trees
stand
And a tossing golden bough
Throws shades upon the
strand.
*
It is just before the full of the moon,
These are the nights I cannot ever
sleep.
Heavy gusts of wind
Blow westward off the lake,
Memories of loved ones parade
past me in my sleep:
Poseidon’s door’s wide open
and I see
The stuff of dreams and distant
fabled seas,
A palace in the riverlands,
pyramid to the sky
Across the Nile and through
vast distant sands.
(C)2016 by W.G. Milne
Where prized apple trees
stand
And a tossing golden bough
Throws shades upon the
strand.
*
It is just before the full of the moon,
These are the nights I cannot ever
sleep.
Heavy gusts of wind
Blow westward off the lake,
Memories of loved ones parade
past me in my sleep:
Poseidon’s door’s wide open
and I see
The stuff of dreams and distant
fabled seas,
A palace in the riverlands,
pyramid to the sky
Across the Nile and through
vast distant sands.
(C)2016 by W.G. Milne