the voyage

So great a life I left

The king's orders indeed so definite

My work's necessities,to my back are huddled

To the docks,I am confined

Moving in luxury,my body is denied

For the best ships are always the first to fill up

From the mainland's shores,my will carried me

In a battered blue rowboat I went

Cold the waters are

Determination dissolves temperature without a touch

A loner's quest I am pursuing

The greatest assistance I have

He who speaks in my mind,the purpose makes clear

He who does not die,the map and compass holds

In the stern I sit to sing

The battered blue rowboat cuts the water surface.

The great life I left

Independent,innovative and wealthy I was

Cannot blame the aristocratic blood in my veins

In my land,my very heart is King

All visions and goals prostrate to him

Their allegiance they vow

        An expanse of wreckage and pale bodies i pass

For the best ships are always the first to melt

In the ice-burg's heat,the greatest to man are sliced

The battered blue rowboat carries on

Weary and discouraged I am

He who speaks in my mind,declared against the two's claims and rights

Lost in the night's darkness I am

He who does not die follows the light up ahead,for it is deep within him,the secret location lays

Like building a house the quest is

Every act is as definite as a ninety degree corner

A steady speed is kept,certainly this course to you has led Me

From the battered blue rowboat,we disembark

In your presence,a second life begins

The king's demands and letters to you,I hand over

For it is your decision,for me to stay or depart

A quest to you I have completed

My assistants,their jobs shall keep

For competent their ways have united us

You agree my king's words are esoteric

To him a rider with a message shall be dispatched

Stuck to his hand,will be the word of my completion of the quest

And this second life proves to be greater

For what is great in man's eye,falls under the greatest in my king's view

To you I am shackled,my loyal assistants forever serve us

To the battered blue rowboat we owe our gratitude,for this life was worth the sacrifice.

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