Helmsman

Cast your eye sweetly on the place you now stand

See the blades of grass in the moment you are there

as they announce with expectations of wonder

dancing in praise of the coming dawn

And you too have that charm like the wind before dawn

joyful at what may come without knowing just when

content to fly in your streaming blissful fancy

imagining tomorrow in your dreams to come true

Always now you can say is the place you must be

and in that you are right come what may you can choose

to pretend as a leaf on the river to be

disavowing your role as the river that's you too

Or the helmsman you are and truly must be

can look right or look left as he chooses to see
as he dreams up tomorrow as a wonderfilled stew

while watching each moment to see it come true