blue boat sailing
sailor, your life
blew the wind
out of the sails
of a mind moving,
sketching the flow
of a spirit
beginning again, and again,
a thousand waves
pound in your heart,
seascapes of imagination,
a blue boat sailing
the last frontier
of consciousness.
February 10th, 2006 at 2:10 pm
Do you know how much you inspire?
February 10th, 2006 at 8:41 pm
No, but a wave set in motion ripples outward, far and away. Sometimes we call it magic.