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The Way
The Sail Is Set
I stood
beside the open sea;
The ships went sailing by;
The wind blew softly o'er the lea;
The sun had cloudless sky.
Some ships sailed eastward, some sailed west,
Some north, some southward trend.
How can ships sail this way and that ?
But one way blows the wind
An old sea
captain made reply
(His locks with salt spray wet):
" 'Tis not the wind decides the course;
'Tis way the sails are set."
I stand
beside the sea of life;
The ships go sailing by;
The winds blow fair from heaven's land;
No clouds bedim the sky.
But one
sails eastward, one sails west,
One north, one southward goes:
How can ships sail this way and that
With selfsame wind that blows?
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