Poetry for Boaters


May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And the rains fall soft upon your fields.
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.


May the dreams you hold dearest,
Be those which come true.
And the kindness you spread,
Keep returning to you.


There are good ships,
And there are wood ships,
The ships that sail the sea.
But the best ships,
Are friendships,
And may they always be.


May you see the way wherever the journey takes you,
sailing safely over rough water
and weathering the waves' dips and crests.
May you find treasure in Earth's infinite variety,
beauty and surprise.
May you hear the ocean's music in every shell you hold to your ear.
May your boat fill with insight, laughter, generosity and love
as you discover new landscapes and explore the wide expanse of memory.

  -   Navigatorís Blessing, littlegoldboat


I borrowed a poem from the sky,
And music from a bird,
I stole a chime out of the wind,
And from the clouds a word.

I borrowed a song from the waves,
A prayer from the silver rain,
I took the whispers of angels,
To fill the jib and the main.

As each little thing was added,
It really could not fail,
With God's help I put in my mind,
A wonderful relaxing sail!

  -   Marion Schoeberlein (adapted from "My Beautiful Day")


Today I walked beside the sea
and felt my Savior there with me.
We left no footprints int he sand
for the tide erased them from the land.

The sun began to fill the sky
with scalet ribbons floaiting high,
and amber clouds that once were white
changed to gold at the edge of night.

The winds caressed me like a prayer
because they knew that God was there,
and in the twilight's purple haze
my heart was filled with joyful praise.

  -   Clay Harrison


Each day's a new beginning,
We sail an unknown course,
But if we trust the Master
And seek Him as our source,
He'll guide our ship of hours
As we strive to chart our way,
And we'll feel a reassurance
That will comfort all the day.
For when we ask our Father
To help us at day's help,
He'll strengthen and sustain us
With love to overwhelm.

  -   Virginia Borman Grimmer
Cast me not off in my old age;
As my strength fails, forsake me not...
    Psalm 71:9
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