The Harbor And The Sea
A ship, on the harbor, sailing across the water.
It's soft, gentle, and I need some of that right now.
The ship is sailing away,
Sailing so far that I can't see it anymore.
But somewhere, it must be as tall as a god,
A visage in white sails like wings,
Pristine and glorious.
I can't see this ship from the harbor,
But somewhere, it still exists.
And someday, I will join this ship,
Sail out onto the great sea.
Someday, I'll leave someone waiting,
Watching my ship from the harbor,
As I sail out onto the water,
And find you again.
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