Classic Poem

A CLOUD across the sunset
Floats like a crimson sail,
And I am fain to follow
Along the shining trail,

A voyager of the spirit,
Impatient of delay,
Seeking the end of sorrow
Beyond the end of day.

From some far port celestial
I yearn to hear, " Ahoy! "
And rest therein forever
Communicant with joy!