One ship sails East,
And one sails West,
By the self-same wind that blows;
‘Tis the set of the sail
And not the gale,
That determines the way it goes.
Like the ships of the sea
Are the ways of fate,
As we voyage along through life;
‘Tis the set of the soul,
That determines the goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
-Ella Wheeler Wilcox
We have to ask ourselves whether medicine is to remain a humanitarian and respected profession or a new but depersonalized science in the service of prolonging life rather than diminishing human suffering.
-Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
To know a person's religion we need not listen to his profession of faith but must find his brand of intolerance. -Eric Hoffer
When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow. -Anaïs Nin
Nice Poem, thanks for posting it.
Glad you liked it
Ah, a poem that speaks to my spirit.
I’ve been ‘all at sea’ my whole life.
Said like a true ex Navy man
Drink up me hearties, yo-ho!
heh
We’ve been in uncharted waters recently–at full sail!
NO doubt!
A soothing poem… An appropriate end to my week, dear friend!
Brenda
Hope it was a good week Brenda
I like the words, “tis the set of the soul..” How true!
Keli, I like that line too
Very profound words set in the tapestry of an ever-evolving and purposeful adventure… Thank you for sharing this rich poetic testimony.
You’re welcome, glad you liked it.
Elaine is this one of your pictures? Makes me think of the Caribbean.
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Nope not one of my pictures (don’t think we’re doing the Caribbean this year). Thought the image fitted the words though.
Wow… beautiful!
Thanks Dave, and welcome back from vacation.