Row Sweet Little Boat

row sweet little boat,
across the gentle sea,
for therein lies a graceful story
created solely for you and me;
over the coastal waves of unending might,
beyond the slopes that ever bring light;

row sweet little boat,
beyond the frontier of dreams,
perhaps you may not be there right now,
however nothing is what it seems;
centuries of never before spoken lines,
rainbow weaved he remotely but proudly shines;

row, row sweet little boat,
we plea you not to become jaded,
the moment you exit the threshold of Man,
all world’s beauty hence will have faded;
constellations of eyes binding bright,
soon shall become our ever-present sight;

row, row sweet little boat,
but please never become tired,
although fatigue is sleep bound,
to our reverie she is not wired;
alas we found our panorama of joyous bliss,
our body we pledge you and a modest kiss;

so row sweet little boat,
nothing but a mirage is left behind,
awakening from the nightmare thus,
better shores indeed are left to find.


N. Ego
by joel nachio