Sails and Souls
by E. W. Wilcox
One ship drives east and another drives west,
With the selfsame winds that blow
‘tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
That tells us the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,
As we voyage along through life,
‘tis the set of a soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
by E. W. Wilcox
One ship drives east and another drives west,
With the selfsame winds that blow
‘tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
That tells us the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,
As we voyage along through life,
‘tis the set of a soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.