I laid my head upon the pillow
Closed my eyes and this I saw.
The greatest wave rose from the ocean
And made it's way towards the shore.
And as I looked a boat appeared
With people in, and then I saw
No sail was there to help their going,
No rudder either, death for sure.
What foolishness was this I wondered?
Why even Hokasai's great wave
Had given to the boatmen oars
To guide them home to keep them safe.
"We had a dream", the lost ones murmured
"That all would shortly come to pass...
Within those dreams so sweet, so honest.
So what has happened now, we ask?"
Then one by one they tumbled over.
Their arms they held above the sea,
And waved them bravely as they pleaded,
"We drown, please save us presently!"
Ah ....the best laid plans of mice and men.........
I'm linking in to Dverse ~ poets pub this week. They have put up a post linking philosophy and poetry!
Lovely stuff! this poem above has two references....one of course is Hokasai's Great Wave and the other a thought from Stevie Smith...Not Waving But Drowning... thankyou for this opportunity!!