You say he is haunted by the past

Of me you could say the same.

My penance was paid yet I persist

Spreading the tale of my name.

 

You Nature, I must respect

For you are all God’s creation.

Though to me you have been so cruel

Much to my pain and vexation.

 

So I must agree with your assertion

Though the story left me adrift

Without wind in my sails nor tide

For my ship to sway or shift.

 

All men contemplate time indeed

But even more do we that endure.

Immortal doom! only we will witness

All ages, innocent or impure.

 

Mountains and trees affect me not

But both you and Bloom agree

To seeing beauty in in everyday things

Even those that occur not at sea.

 

I see the duality, inward and out,

Dichotomies of man have grown wide

As the deepening chasm of time

And the land that oceans divide.

 

Life is a riddle that much is true

No two can see eye to eye.

All are as different as sun and the moon

But society demands that they try.

 

When imagination becomes truth

Not everything is as it seems.

Yet you, nature do not despair

And still see how man is redeemed.

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