Breezes

20th August 2022

Stray breezes on my face,
remnant traces of weather more real, stronger, less forgiving,
of waves, and salt, and spray,
weather plying places timeless, places that that plumb the depths of the earth,
distant and out of reach of the firma we know.

Nothing is so immense, wild, or beautiful as the sea, nor when you are in it …so raw and intimate.

Me, my boat, and a journey,
I feel it in my every fibre, am one with this plight,
and hopefully who knows, with myself, and something much larger,
that will make things 'what is right'.
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Breezes,
Gippsland Lakes,Victoria, Australia