I have often paddled my imaginary canoe
Along turbulent streams of life
And during solitary travels
My peace was shattered by a vexed view
Of man’s greed, jealousy and strife
Struggling against adversity
I was transported back in time
To an ancient voyage
Taken by a forgotten traveller
Whose birth foretold a prophecy
Of peace, love and happiness
As thoughts flooded my mind
On my worldly quest
Reflections soon grew in my tiny canoe
That though many journeys are taken in life
Those blessed with success are too few.
By Darryl T Davies