Brief season of light
Flesh on the bones
You promise a bounty
great journeys and home

Though longitude set
Our latitude wide
Our courses we set
yet, ruled by the tide.

Float on into life
owning the world
then owned by the strife
life's insults be hurled.

Blinded by pain
yet wisdom can laugh
she elevates sorrow
then cuts it in half.

That other shoe
It will drop, be assured
laugh on while you can
and breathe the bright world.