Could I but harbour a feeling,

Tie it down so it wouldn't escape.

Could I but box in a sensation

And wrap it in sticky tape.

 

Could I but enjoy working,

Then I would appreciate rest.

Could I but feel elation,

Without later becoming depressed.

 

Could I but organise my mind,

Put memories in some sort of order.

Could I but spend all the rest of my days

In excitement and away from boredom.

 

Could I but feel pure happiness,

Undiluted by fear and hate.

Could I but sail pole to pole,

And not once be made to wait.

 

So could I but harbour a feeling,

And hope that it will stay with me.

And when I have harboured my feeling,

I would like you to sail with me