the last line is the sweetest!
Varshu!!..i loved this poem..i could say it as a prayer..
seriously, not trying to fool around..but the poem does look like a prayer
and its beautiful!..
Thus drifting afar to the dim-vaulted caves
Where life and its ventures are laid,
The dreamers who gaze while we battle the waves
May see us in sunshine or shade;
Yet true to our course, though the shadows grow dark,
We'll trim our broad sail as before,
And stand by the rudder that governs the bark,
Nor ask how we look from the shore!
Oliver Wendell Holmes