A trip

The White Ship

will set its sail

to take us to the lands

that lay ahead.

The golden shores

of eternal bliss,

the silver cities

that never sleep.

On the White Ship

time slowly flows

it does not pass;

it takes your woes

and drowns them deep,

in the clean waters

the White Ship sails

when it’s all over.

Finished on 07-21-2005