Midnight
Out at Sea
Using the words from a friend in which to begin the entry:
Without moorings for which to refresh the
imagination of my spirit, I am free to dream.
Today I find myself, figuratively and literally, out to sea,
for months sailing on my ship guided only by the stars into my unknown turquoise kingdom under the waves.
Using the words from a friend in which to begin the entry:
Without moorings for which to refresh the
imagination of my spirit, I am free to dream.
Today I find myself, figuratively and literally, out to sea,
for months sailing on my ship guided only by the stars into my unknown turquoise kingdom under the waves.
Like early explorers, I don't know what stormy ride and adventures lay ahead but I navigate and stay the course
through any mist of fear and confusion,
as a necessity of revealing the mystical realm
of this Queen of the Sea.
Free to be me, I am self-born. Outwardly,
like the vast sea, nothing appears to change
but inwardly everything is in a state of flux,
cleansing my heart, spirit and soul. So I
continue on this grand voyage called life
and plunge deeper and deeper
into my world to be all I can be.
The sea, a catalyst for my continued search for truth,
beckons. Without moorings for which to refresh the
imagination of my spirit, I am free to dream.
of this Queen of the Sea.
Free to be me, I am self-born. Outwardly,
like the vast sea, nothing appears to change
but inwardly everything is in a state of flux,
cleansing my heart, spirit and soul. So I
continue on this grand voyage called life
and plunge deeper and deeper
into my world to be all I can be.
The sea, a catalyst for my continued search for truth,
beckons. Without moorings for which to refresh the
imagination of my spirit, I am free to dream.
~ B
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