Sunday, October 23, 2005

Morning folks. Being Sunday, I get to call on my ol' buddy, Robert Service, to help me with to-day's post. I picked this one because it fits so well with the photo below. It's amazing how sometimes things just come together. When he wrote this poem 70 years ago, little did he know that I, a retired trucker, would be putting it on something called the internet, and further, on a "blog". Back then the words did'nt exist, let alone the actual things. Before you begin, take a good look at the photo, then enjoy the poem.

THE LAND OF BEYOND

Have ever you heard of the Land of Beyond,
That dreams at the gates of the day?
Alluring it lies at the skirts of the skies,
And ever so far away;
Alluring it calls: O ye the yoke galls,
And ye of the trail overfond,
With saddle and pack, by paddle and track,
Let's go to the Land of Beyond!

Have ever you stood where the silences brood,
And vast the horizons begin,
At the dawn of the day to behold far away
The goal you would strive for and win?
Yet ah! in the night when you gain to the height,
With the vast pool of heaven star-spawned,
Afar and agleam, like a valley of dream,
Still mocks you a Land of Beyond.

Thank God! there is always a Land of Beyond
For us who are true to the trail;
A vision to seek, a beckoning peak,
A fairness that never will fail;
A pride in our soul that mocks at a goal,
A manhood that irks at a bond,
And try how we will, unattainable still,
Behold it, our LAND OF BEYOND!

Trucker Bob blogged at 4:35 AM

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