But the Western Stars

BUT THE WESTERN STARS
by Angela Manalang

Set me adrift on the bay tonight,
Tonight when the gray winds blow;
Over the waves to the western stars
My banca and I must go.

You would have built me an altar here
Where lingers the wave-born dew,
And I would have taken the silver dusk
To gather young dreams for you.

But the western lagoons and the lonely stars -
They whisper across the sea,
And I must go away to a misty shore
That calls through the dark to me.

Then set me adrift on the bay tonight -
Tonight when the sad winds blow,
And over the waves to the western stars
Evening and I will go.

: This poem is my Lit1 report this coming Sept 1, 2011.