Crossing the Harbor

One of my favorite things to do while living in Hong Kong (from 1981 to 1983) was to ride the Star Ferry. For the equivalent of about 20 cents I could take the ferry from the Kowloon Peninsula where I lived over to Hong Kong island. The subway train which ran through a tunnel under the harbor was much faster (and cleaner), but I loved taking the time to ride the waters and watch the crowds coming and going, trying to get a flavor of the culture.


Crossing the Harbor

When crossing the harbor at night,

Or on a cloudy, windy day,

My thoughts are carried swiftly away

To a realm potent with yesterdays and tomorrows.

As I ride the waters

My spirit soars;

Exchanging thought for dream,

And dream for destiny.

I think of how it would be

If you were on the other side –

A warm heart and receptive ear

Taking joy in sharing both the petty and the profound.

Knowing that you will not be there,

I realize that I've yet other harbors to cross.

My spirit shall continue its flight,

And I shall continue my wanderings.

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