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She Sailed Away from the Harbor
They said her sails were tattered,
Would rip when by the wind battered.
They threw discouragement at her.
Best to stay in the harbor.
They said her rigging was frayed,
All grizzled and frazzled and flayed;
Would part from the stress the wind made.
Best to stay in the harbor.
They said her mast was brittle,
Would not give even a little;
They said it would crack in the middle.
Best to stay in the harbor.
They said her hull was encrusted,
Said it could never be trusted;
Would be on the rocks busted.
Best to stay in the harbor.
But she chose her own season to sail,
Praying her will would not fail,
Committing her vessel so frail
To sail away from the harbor.
She drew up her plans in the night,
Below decks by lantern light,
Knowing full well of the might
Of the ocean beyond the harbor.
She heard the night wind moan
And heard the ship's timbers groan,
And knew she would sail all alone
In the morning away from the harbor.
She dreamed she heard cries in the night
From a "V" of wild geese high in flight
Through storm clouds and silver moonlight
Winging high over the harbor.
The dawn it came windy and gray
With wavetops blown into spray;
The brisk morning breeze seemed to say,
It's time to sail from the harbor.
Then windows of blue opened wide,
Seagulls circled and cried,
Her sails filled up as with pride,
And she sailed away from the harbor.
CODA
She sailed away from,
She sailed away from,
She sailed away from the harbor.
by Larry Yohn
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