Port Discovery

The mind on course is nothing but obtuse, recalcitrant and leaderless. Silent particles stream by unnoticed and a soul doesn't care; the stopping ports are easier... until the ones and zeros re-arrange and an electron jumps the other way... not much incentive for another listless hour on shore. No matter then, the prayers are said, the songs are sung, and suddenly there is new joy upon the threshold of the day. That which is known is much too prone to cloy. The time has come to celebrate the open door, and why?...not for the prayers or songs intoned too readily. No, there is more. I am a captain with a visionary crew who long for the unknown, along with me are ready for a midnight rendezvous when we shall toast the sunrise, set the sail upon uncharted sea and drink the wine of love. ~