Odysseus at Sea

By Andrew R. Duckworth

I know that I am meant for life
Beyond these waters deep,
Beyond the broken Troy,
Where I can find my sleep.

I must accept temporary strife
In sailing out at sea
As lost as we may be
And battle courageously

I must hope that these winds subside
That sweep us onto shore
With great horrors in store
And tribulations more.

The wrath of Poseidon far and wide
Makes the sea a fiend
In this ship unseen
From distant shores so clean

Ithaca waits for its lost king
Who’s bound to keep
In ocean deep.
May Ithaca guide me home to sleep.