when i listen to you,
really listen
it’s as if i’m cupping the ancient sea
where the rush of calamity and peace call home
yet they know
they know their boundaries
where trepidation meets fortitude
and shake hands
and you,
all the while
with your torn sail
continue your odyssey
I like this poem.
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