Sailing
By moonlight step on the pitching deck
Leave the safety of dry land behind
A quest to know what lies beyond here
The familiar and the known recede
Like sailors of ages past who left
A thousand treasures to seek and gain
She plots her course by the stars… to find a dream
The jib sail catches the sun's first light
As she sets off at the break of dawn
Miles drift by… she is alone and free
Then a voice calls to her, and she hears
Faint at first, then growing strong and clear
He beckons to her and she must choose
She turns her course to follow… to chase a dream
Wind billows the sails, the mast holds firm
The waves, like wings, flow from bow to stern
She becomes the sea, his voice the sky
Breeze, his breath, blows softly through her hair
Pure rays, his touch, caress her fair skin
The sun, his face, kiss her lips gently
She stays her course through the day... and meets a dream
Through sunset they journey together
To the vast expanding horizon
Where the sky and sea lay in repose
Lovers entwined embrace at twilight
United on this new adventure
Where East meets West, stretching forever
They plot their course by the stars... and live a dream
8/7/2019
Copyright © David Sanders | Year Posted 2019
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