Ocean

 

Setting sail upon a serene ocean I

Look confidently to the horizon.


Where am I going ?


It's a vague and lovely notion.


I paddle my little oracle for a while,

Then sit and contemplate the sky,

The weather is calm today.

How can it ever be 


otherwise. 

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