Posted this last year, but more sailing has reminded me of what I wrote back then. 

Where does the wind and the tide take my soul?

To a place where the seagulls

Rally and call

Where circling clouds

And milky pale skies

Smooth my thoughts

As hopes float by.

Am I brave enough to follow the breeze?

And risk the waves and the infinite seas.
To follow a cry,

To leave behind

A locked perspective

And contented mind.

To face the storm and the fickle weather

Embrace this wild adventure
Then together

Skim with the yearning that appears deep inside

Like playful dolphins off the port side.
 

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