Odyssey Poem
The Journey
though the mermaids’ song is sweet and enchanting,
we must not follow, our hands must be bound tight
to the ship, and the rope burns round our wrists
and there may come a time when we must visit
the dark underworld to find wisdom
we must cross the river Styx,
but we must not stay
we must blind the fearsome Cyclops
in our path, and face down
the six-headed serpent
like Odysseus,
we’re all just trying to navigate
the long journey home.
Sweet
Love that “like Odysseus” line – how true.
Thanks!