A poem I wrote today about us all being sailors
The sailor grabbed his bag. Heavy from the past. He brought it TO the ship .to bring upon the raft.
Than he set sail.
To the raging sea. The raging sea. He laughed at it's might. With fear in his salty eyes. The truth sunk in deep . Nothing's what it seems. A perfect dream cant not be found escaping reality. The island of home. not beyond the storm. Stillness within. Leads us sailors in. To the treasured hope.that keeps us all afloat. Like the sunsets in. reflecting deep within. Bold our we. Choosen to be. Creators of the new. old souls amongst the endless blue
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