Dream Poem

On November 8 at 5:30 AM, I awakened with the following complete poem in my dream/sleep.  I quickly went to  my desk and wrote it down before forgetting any of the poem's stanzas.  This poem reflects my fond desire to retire aboard and cruise until the Triune Admiralty pipes me aboard His own
flagship.


                                                      A MARINER'S  PRAYER

     

                              Teach to me of Thy pebbles, rocks and sea washed stones
                              Teach to me of Thy wind and waves of my watery home

                              Teach to me of my ocean bark o'er spewing foam
                              Teach to me of Thy boiling depths and watery dome

                              Teach to me of Thy thundering tides to which I roam
                              Teach to me the sound of the luff and sheeting drones

                              Teach to me the length between knots and the sharpening hones
                              Teach to me the height of the sun at the noon-day zone

                              TEACH TO ME THY HAND IN ALL THY CREATION
                              THEN, DEAR FATHER,
                              TEACH TO ME THY WILL IN ALL MY EVERY DESTINATION