If I Had My Way

The sea calls my name; to the call of waves I respond For seven full days with no one I’ll correspond My fishing gear packed, I board a cabin cruiser To escape society, man’s worst abuser The GPS set, I head fifty miles offshore To a reef where city lights can’t be seen anymore The sea would remain calm; hey, this is my story And the galley’s pantry filled with inventory Gull screeches and dolphin cackles, the only sounds In each direction a blue horizon surrounds Since the break of dawn, the grouper have been biting Catching my dinner; nothing is more exciting As the orange sun paints clouds pink before it sets I commune with God and nature, have no regrets Through the skylight above the cabin’s comfy bed Venus, Mars and the Milky Way appear overhead Reminders that I’m but a speck in God’s grand plan Merely a traveler whose perceptions expand A lifetime I’d want, but settle for just one week To live upon the ocean and adventure seek * For Carol’s “A Week to Do as You Please” contest