On days like these there is no other song
just the soft duet of gull and sea
no perfume sweeter than the scent
of salt upon the warm gentle breeze
On days like these Neptune’s breast
sings a gentle song of peace, and
the sun smiles fondly upon his slumber
clouds float by on a canopy of Azure
On day’s like these there is no land
The world holds only that which we see
No Gods save the sun, moon and sea
And the benediction of the wind
On days like these all worries are becalmed
all ills hidden across the circling horizon
all angers and hatred held at bay
by the blue salt vastness beneath our bows
Yet my head tells me of the falseness
working upon my heart and eyes
That with the night, dark clouds will gather
bringing the reality of the horizon’s storms
but oh with all my heart I dearly wish
that I could share with all who breath
the wonderful falseness that holds me
as I live through days like these
Bill Mitton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/days-like-these/
