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It’s a sad day when seeing the ones you love happy doesn’t make you happy anymore. The feeling of perpetual loneliness slowly consuming you as you continue to search for a love that you’ll never find.
The water ripples silently Like all my thoughts combined, I listen for the creak of oars; Such sound I cannot find. You’ve been away too long, My Love,
A journey with possibilities as endless as the waters of the sea. W e are all sailors, and E ver since birth, each of us have set S ail on this boundless voyage, this beautiful exploration.
Too short a time to get to know you Falling falling I kept on Falling So different yet so the same We could have sailed the world together You'd be the captain and I your first mate
Sailing is one of my 3 passions. It’s prestigious yet humbling It’s challenging ; I have looked failure in the eye, But it’s rewarding and worth the bruises
The Sea is a Bliss, As the Sun Offers a Kiss. The Blowing of a Strong Gale, Fills My Sail.
Cool wet air slaps my face.
A shot fired across the decka weakened hull. A turning tide.Well, all our anchors hang on chainsand dangle off our changing minds.
Slowly, slowly sailing. Lazily, readily, whimsically, wailing. Waves around us, dancing and singing, the bell on the lighthouse softly ringing. A "swoosh" of the sea foam,
I try but the words don't come For once, I'm rendered speechless
Used to the constant gunfire since you first set sail, This time is different. This time their cannons have crashed too deep. Slam the galley doors as water floods from the ducts, Choking out your cries.
These big and strong trees Have a great tunnel like view with their evergreen leaves
Hands held tight:tied like twine,a sailor's knot,never to be undone; Soothing strokes:serene waves belowa light sunset,set for smooth sailing;
I am the ship that has carried pirates and runaways through the saltiest seas just because I'm too kind to let souls sail alone. I am the one with the treasures Every ruby, emerald and diamond
Our faith is our sail Intuition the wind The life we've built for ourselves is the hull beneath our feet The world may get rough at times The seas shaky and the winds turbulent
The waves lieBehind a wall of whiteDashing away before they'veEven begun to hang theAlbatross.
“I stand in the cold wind driven rain, Hoping, nay praying, it will rinse away the deep heart felt pain; Staying the tack and straining against the ship’s wheel,
Anchors aweigh sir, pray, sail away. Those of Courage and Might this ship will stow. The sea calls out good sir - I must obey! Let us leave land, rock, sand, this very bay
And I could fall asleep to your voice, The tiny rippling waves washing up on the shores of my ear drums, Crashing and retreating back to the open blue from which they came.
Though I know you not, I’m compelled to write Of your beauty, and nature so tender Your smile radiates, And shine like moonlight.
I stand upon the endless shore, Gazing at the great beyond, Soaking every open dream it holds, Hearing its endless song.
Respect the beauty of what God has to offer Go gently, seeking all beauty and bounty Tread lightly, in the blue abyss, never ending All encompassing, what the sea can bless us with A day of surf, I leave it all behind
For a perfect Sunday morn’, Switch the jib once more. Fair wind and following sail
My Compass rose, in sync with yours You are the two heads, to my oars, I thank the wind, the land, the sea, That God has washed you to my shores
Splash! Splash! The waves hit the beam. Click! Click, click, click, click, click! The winch whines as the sheet is hauled in. Creak, creak! The hull groans under the stress.