The voyage of
Begins by seeing with new eyes
Focused on that which is true
When the old comes back into view.
Old things which once meant nothing
Now seem just what I need
As they spring into sight
Giving special delight
Seen through new eyes.
As new assessment of skills I possess
Revealed through new eyes
A new fit I realize
To solve with ease
Things which once seemed hard.
Life's journey though seldom easy
And at times difficult to say the least
Flows easily along
With advantage of a gentle breeze
Or winds strong as a gale
By directing the course you take.
With sails set on point you never fail.
ŠJane Ward Smith
March 24, 2011