On a sailboat 
On Lake Superior 
This shimmering body of water and I 
are separated only
by a thin layer of sunblock, 
a pair of shades

On a sailboat 
On Lake Superior
Moments move as slowly 
as the low breeze nudging the sail
I know not the year 
or state I’m in out here
I know only 
that I am the water
and the water is me

To Do Lists of life on land
cannot find me
sheltered here 
by waves 
Cradled here by currents 
older than any human care
I am free as I float
Agendas, ambitions, anxieties—all inferior
On this sailboat 
On sacred Lake Superior 

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