The Cruise
I took a cruise with a boat full of strangers
but I could not mingle much.
I wanted to watch the wide open sea.
Some passed me by saying : Hi;
I would nod smiling, glad to have taken note of them,
but then I returned to my watching.
Hour after hour, by day and star-lit night
I found myself sailing upon the waves.
The ocean was often wild, sometimes calm
and with every great surge or gentle ripple
I responded emotionally until
all highs and lows
became one oceanic mind.
In that restless expanse
I recognized my own flowing
and innate life,
something worth the sailing upon
as it forged a path over the ever changing
toward a still and pacific harbor.
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