Setting sail upon the sea
An octagon, a fantasy
Earth to port, the stars to lee
I compass universes by degrees
Constellations make their breeze
In the passage I am seized
Within nebulae I freeze
It's so large and I so wee
And thus it is
by God's decree
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/24/2016
Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 11:47 AM UTC
Setting sail upon the sea
An octagon, a fantasy
Earth to port, the stars to lee
I compass universes by degrees
Constellations make their breeze
In the passage I am seized
Within nebulae I freeze
It's so large and I so wee
And thus it is
by God's decree
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/24/2016
When I was a little girl I would look up at the stars and wonder at the universe being endless. It still boggles my mind.
The eighth sea could also be our imagination. It is just as endless!
Happy Sunday everyone!
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