On old Cape Cod

Chapter 26: O Road That Winds Among The Hills

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About This Book

A collection of lyrical poems that celebrates and mourns a coastal landscape through images of dunes, marshes, sea, winds, birds, flowers, lighthouses, shipwrecks, and changing seasons. The work blends close natural observation with wistful memory and maritime lore, moving between quiet descriptive pieces and dramatic evocations of storms and loss. Recurring motifs such as salt, sand, driftwood, and light bind domestic scenes and seafaring sketches to themes of transience, rootedness, and the consoling, restorative power of place.

O Road That Winds Among The Hills

O road that winds among the hills

With sinuous curves that lure the eye

Up distant slopes to meet the sky,

And wake a wanderlust that thrills

To scenes which beckon far beyond

From steep Kashmir or Trebizon.

How like a bird, we’d love to roam

Beyond the gray Horizon’s rim

That shuts us like a prison grim

Within that narrow niche - our home

While thoughts unfettered steal away

To Istanbul and far Cathay.

O road we tread in toil and strife

That climbs to greet the bending air,

The long, long trail to none knows where -

The weary highway we call Life -

What lies beyond? Ah, who can say

But we shall see and know - some day!