__The peaceful sounds of night, as we looked out over our sea. The sight of that quarter moon, seeming it was a spinnaker filled with the night winds and songs; tomorrow was at the helm.
earth compass
as the moonsail finds its course
the owl's chart
while crickets count the stars
life's helm
earth compass
as the moonsail finds its course
the owl's chart
while crickets count the stars
life's helm
3 comments:
Juliet, I thank you. _m
oh i like this.
Un petit pour vous dire que votre blog est super!
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