I will burn my ships when on my new-found shore I stand.
I will ne’er turn back and seek the comfort of my familiar or my safety.
No, I will burn my ships!

I will hold my head high and face my unknown challenges with heart,
and a mind of steel determination.
I cannot retreat to cooling embers and frigid coals.

New experiences, strangers to court to friends,
overwhelming newness and uncertain expectations –
all await the touch and expert hand of this self-stranded man.

Yes, I will burn my ships when on my new-found shore I stand!
My past success is smoke and ash! And where comfort and status quo once held sway,
a new bewitching future extends her sturdy hand.


© 2012 Michael Hunter
November 18, 2012