My sailing friend posts whenever he gets near land. This is the most recent, from the coast of Mallorca, on the lip of a momentous crossing of the Atlantic Ocean. I thought it so beautiful, simple, evocative:
The boat was covered with the dust of the Magreb this morning - the seagull’s singing the prayer call - I will continue to fish
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I have always dreamed of building and sailing boats - against the backdrop of the vertical beauty of Alaska
... where I did my tour in the Coast Guard
O for heaven sakes I can't be bitter for very long - it's agaisnt my joyous nature
and you bring joy to my life - in your way
you don't have to love me. my love is boundless like the universe - or ever expanding
... on this sleepless night
sometimes I feel like I'm the only living boy in new york
switched on
the dust comes in the night but in the morning is singing and the chance to continue. I think that's why I liked my friend's lines so much.
a morning song - and a chance to continue
that is all that anybody needs
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