The High King’s Contemplation
Poem: Standing on the sand
With the great ocean before me
And the shape of Cair Paravel
Towering above me.
I stand here reminiscing,
With the sea foam on my toes
And another wave comes.and goes.
And I think about all the adventures I’ve had,
And though it makes me very sad,
I feel as if I must go home. very. soon.
I don’t know why, but I have a feeling
That home is calling. waiting.
Why do I feel like this will end?
Will I ever come back to Narnia again?
I can’t take it.
Is it Aslan’s will?
I will do whatever he wants me to do, but still.
I will treasure my last hours in Narnia.
Copyright: 2006 Susan P.