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The Greater Sea

Rab Wilson

Oor boat is rigged tae face the greater sea,
The day daws blithely whan we must set sail.
Hou aften hae we twa wrocht in the gale,
An waithert aa its wrath tae bear the gree?
We stievely grupt the tiller, haund oan haund,
Held firmly tae the course that we hud chosen;
Be’t sauf bield o the loch, else sea, or ocean,
Nae maitter! We wid siccarly mak laund!
An mony’s the lauch we hud alang the wey,
We caredna dael-a-hate the haund fate gien us,
But made the best o’t, kennin fine atween us
The bonds o luve we hud wid aye haud sway .
Ayont the faur horizon Venus lowes,
The Cosmos beckons tae us; pynt the prow!


Rab Wilson

from Eiks an Ens, No. 3 (October 2012)

Reproduced by permission of Rab Wilson.

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journeys late love metaphor relationships sailing Scots ships and boats
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Rab Wilsonb.1960

Rab Wilson is a poet and Scots language activist from Ayrshire.
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