When
the time comes, our Troy challenge calls us forth
To
embark on a voyage towards true north
Even
if our links to what we built will cease
With
courage, we’ll enter the pit of the beast
Wrenched
from battle to battle we may cross a line
End
up looting jewels and downing pitches of wine
Be
ruthlessly swept away by temptations
And
far away from our very foundations
To
meet our fate, destiny whispers a course
Tosses
us on the wine dark sea with such force
The
comings and goings and every motions
All
but the same wave on the wild oceans
We
will weave our patterns at land or at sea
Creating
and destroying repeatedly
Undoing
our work so to restart again
Loyally
spinning stories of joy and pain
Distractions
may toy with our fragility
Rob
riches, bring light relief and flattery
We
will test who is to be a worthy guest
In
the home of our true being’s treasured chest
Sometimes
we pin our strength to a trusted mast
Block our senses to charms and sail on past
Use
strategies that are within our control
Or
embrace mystery and call to our soul
We
are all bringing each other back home here
Each
yearning to unite ourselves in a pair
That
which is missing is never far or broke
Recognisable
under our hidden cloak
A
poem inspired by Homer’s Odyssey
©
Penelope Mavor 2016
images: via google
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