Why sail the sea?
why chase wavelets
flitting in front of the bow,
leading paths
into a vision of lonely solitude?
Because I see a lonely freedom
racing under the wind
fighting the sun and the stars
A vast delusion of similitude;
each wave follows in the wheeling path of another,
but it's never the same,
a difference,
a silent, unique verse
pulls the water of the rains along
Wind pulls me
in a different direction than my feet
This is a kind of chaos I can dance in
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 1:34 PM UTC
Why sail the sea?
why chase wavelets
flitting in front of the bow,
leading paths
into a vision of lonely solitude?
Because I see a lonely freedom
racing under the wind
fighting the sun and the stars
A vast delusion of similitude;
each wave follows in the wheeling path of another,
but it's never the same,
a difference,
a silent, unique verse
pulls the water of the rains along
Wind pulls me
in a different direction than my feet
This is a kind of chaos I can dance in
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