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My Boat Sails Off on a Lovely Day

My boat sails off on a lovely day, the future unknown as it drifts with the tide. A storm rises, ferocious and unrelenting, dragging me to the bottom of the sea. I feel the weight of the water, the finality of sinking— I believe I will never rise. Out of nowhere, a brush appears, a great, shimmering stroke of light. I grab it, and in its touch, I feel peace. The storm dissolves like an unfinished story, and my boat sails once again. The deck blooms with flowers, wild and vivid, as though the brush carries the colours of the earth. It is a magic wand, painting skies in hues of amber and lilac, waters in swirls of teal and sapphire. I let my boat drift with the flow— no resistance, no fight. In my hands, the brush feels like hope, like the quiet promise of something waiting, something tender, small, and infinite all at once. But storms never truly leave. They return, stirring my boat, changing its course. This time, the storm pushes me toward a place I once dreamed of— soft, fragile, a flicker of warmth, so long buried I almost forgot. I row toward it, in the hope of a quiet, golden pause. Amidst the chaos, the brush disappears. I feel the void, but I keep rowing and rowing, my arms aching against the waves. The stars whisper above: Keep going. The universe hasn’t forsaken you. I row, still searching for the glimmer of a horizon. Exhausted, adrift— until the brush returns. Its weight in my hand feels familiar, its magic undeniable. Once again, I paint the skies, fill the waters with colour, and guide my boat toward the dream— delicate, waiting, alive in ways I never dared imagine.

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Date: 1/19/2025 10:29:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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