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Sabbath (soon enough)
16 October 2011 by David
When I was a young man I boarded a ship Boldly to sail across the western sea. “Damned,” I said, “be tempest and sea monster.” Swagger begat vain sweat, which could not stay Winds that turned me round; then storms waylaid me, And my vessel cast me into the deep. By then I had grown old; my limbs, feeble; I had no breath to spare to cry to heaven – Just waves, breakers, billows to kick against, And sea, I thought, beat the last breath from me. Yet the tempest proved kind; so the nightmare Of the dread deep gave way to deep slumber. I was washed up (O blessed mystery!) And set down upon a bed of smooth stone. I felt the warm caress of golden dawn Upon my icy brow. My lids yet closed I saw red, as light pierced flesh and journeyed Down, deep into my narrowing pupils. The body’s lamp thus lit, the light flooded And roused (late left for dead) limbs, feet and hands. I opened wide my eyes and saw clear blue. No thought had I to move, but just to laugh: Having lost all, I had, at last — la! — life, A prize of war to take wherever I go. Elijah’s ravens would feed me soon enough, Jonah’s Ninevites, hear me soon enough; Abraham’s stars appear in dark heavens, His promises pierce this earth, soon enough.