Elegy for a Man Who Never Was
When I stand beside the Ocean - Perhaps a mate by my side - I am humbled by the vast wide open, Naked, collapsing, with nowhere to hide. And the expanse arrayed before me Formless and flat and wide, Is the great earth's analogy, For how a man is called to abide. The opposite side is too distant For a child to imagine its shore. A father must in this life be regnant; One for the child to adore. A man begets his loved children, And learns that he must rise in his soul To form the clay into strong men And satisfy the God-given role. A one of the same was there at my side The moment I birthed on the scene. Would he had thrown his arms so wide - A bosom like Abraham's for me to lean. His life would not be measured by success, Rather on the manliness he taught. Worldly trophies not to be his dress, But the struggles that he sore fought. Rising from rest to find rest in spirit, Wending his way to the daily hunt. His ret...