Inward Sail
I bring this to you now
The soft crush of roses
Pressed against your furrowed brow
And the cool jade of polished leaves
Where likenesses perceived
So like you to sense there are two
Things that make the journey worthwhile
I bring this to you now
And here I place upon your altar
A token of my high esteem
All dreams within a dream
Are far too fragile to be seen
By one whose eyes are outwardly cast
Go inward sail, unfurl an all-seeing mast
Homeward will
I’ll steer you home
And give all to you
What little shall be known
What little lingers still…
This is a poem dedicated to my Father who passed on September 6, 2010
About the Author Kat Smith: I am a professional psychic medium and writer living on Long Island N.Y. with my partner Joe and our two Siberian Huskies. We are both proud parents and grandparents and we enjoy the beauty of the ocean and the Sound surrounding us.
How beautiful. You are a gifted psychic and loving daughter. Your father is sailing to higher and higher seas. Until you meet again...
Cindi Sansone-Braff
Posted by: Cindi Sansone-Braff | November 19, 2010 at 10:13 AM