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A Stirring

I repose in my ship setting at the harbor 
Ruminating about the endless time
Arms behind head; gazing towards gilded sun
In comes rolling clouds ever sublime

Anchor up; ship unmoored
Wind guides me into the ocean infinite
Waves crash; the spray cools my face 
Land dissolves into distant memory; I sit

Clouds abate; I move about
Looking o’er starboard; gold dazzles the surface
Waves calm with the rhythm of my heart
I furrow my brows, pondering purpose

My ship still; creatures circling about
Mysterious beasts below; majestic birds high
Life unattained by hand’s reach, Spirit touches
Atlas, for a moment, releases the sky

Time evaporates like a candle in the wind 
The sun magnifies as it falls into the sea
Day & Night collide; Past & Future fold
The birds and whales move in harmony

The collision a ripple in the ocean of the Universe
Celestial beings burst into a spectral road
Arcing down to the deck near my feet
Nervous my eyes cast upon it to and fro

No rails; no certainty; right foot takes first step
A piece of serenity touches the veins in my toes
Right hand reaches down to feel it, too
The rest of my body emerges; soul glows

I stand thereupon, it carries me above the world
I see everything and nothing simultaneously
The dynamics of the Universe flow ever anon
Eyes widen; soul enriched instantaneously

Cast back to my ship; Atlas returns to work
The birds and the beasts of the sea carry on.
I glance at the sunset; my soul toasts the day
Three cheers for Peace!  It shall be my song!

Night falls gently rolling down my shoulders
As my ship comes back to the pier
My vessel anchored and moored once again
The full moon drew my face near

“Forget it not,” I hear a whisper say
And I shudder; at home I turn the keyhole 
“Forget it not,” the whisper will not relent
I open the front door; Peace stirs within my soul










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