through “hills and dales”
of spirited tales,
a sailor rattles
the sails of his own making
a vast breeze
stirs the mast
to guide his vessel
into a seldom taken direction
into a blinding state of being
brightly illuminated by moonbeams
and starburst patterns
rolling across the waves
in the galley, a secret slumber
is continuously awakened
by looking
through the porthole of rippling lights
guided by an internal compass
pointing to a mysterious bearing
where only dreamers
dare to sail upon
go ahead, my dear sailor
sail into that mystifying sea
navigate
to see the breeze of light
Thank you for sharing, my good friend. Emile
Love to you and yours
from
kay
to what is around us, an upping and leaving
but in a positive way moving toward better
as much if not more so than escaping from...
This is a fine poem, Jude.
John
Ron
Joy L. Hale
This is absolutely stunning and inspiring poetry. I agree with the board, you certainly know how to make my day start off on a very positive and satisfying note....or shall I say sail..
I always knew you had a pirate's blood in you..lol
anyway, tremendous job done with this poem, it is oustanding and I have to say by far, one of your very best. I wonder what you inspiration was for this one.......Sounds like a really awesome journey.
Much peace, light and love, Pirate Jude,
Amber aka Piratess in the making..
you gladden the spirit herein, jude.
well done, indeed.
peace,
carolyn
Take care,
Sherry
That sounds truly marvelous.