HAYAK

I AM - A SMALL MAN
OCCASION'LY POOR
I HAVEN'T DONE MUCH
EXCEPT BECOME SURE
I CAN GO TO TORONTO
AND SIT ON THE SHORE
OF AN OCEAN OF OPULENCE
TO WHICH I'M MOST OBSCURE
AND BY IT I SIT
WHILE BESIDES ME IT STANDS
WE EACH OCCUPYING
SAME ADJACENT LAND

SO I GO TO MY KAYAK
AND TRUNDLE IT DOWN
TO THE VERY SAME SHORE
AND PREPARE FOR 'YOND
IT WILL TAKE 'BOUT AN HOUR
AND IN WINTER MORE
BUT THERE I CAN SIT
AND MOVE 'YOND THAT SHORE

AND ALONG I'M CONTENT
AWARE AS I GO
MY LAP WILL STAY WET
PADDLE DRIPS OCEAN'S GOAL
AN EXPANSE I WILL SET
AHEAD OF MY BOW
LET IT RISE MOVE ALONG
ON THE MARGIN OF CHRIST
WHERE SEA AND SKY SHORE

NEW FOUND LAND QUEST
BUT FURTHER BEYOND
ZULU SKY CALLS
TO THERE I'D GIVE ALL
PAST THE ROCK OF AWES
ATLANTIC WILL ROLL
GREENLAND PAST VINLAND
ANGLAND FOR ALL
PORTAGING FRANKLY
LIKEN TO 'VOID
OR SAMPLE A LITTLE
NASAL HEADY WINE
ROLLING THROUGH ISRAEL
AVOIDING THE BASH
OF SPIRIT AND TRUTH
MY OWN LIFE TO LAST

GOD BY MY RIGHT
AND ANY LIFE LEFT
BACK TO MY SHACK
WHERE I NOTHING LACK

RE-WORKED FOR THE BETTER FROM ORIGINAL DATED 1992-3