poetry by j matthew waters

come sail away

one day I awaken to darkness
next night into the light

how many times I’ve been born
depends upon many factors
such as number of hours in a day
or air temperature at ten or
twenty or thirty thousand feet

wind seems to be the great constancy
bringing about change to a troubled planet
mother nature’s secret ingredient
constantly turning inside her earthen pot
creating recycled challenges
and unlocking old doors

no matter how strong the desire
to stay grounded
just remember even on the
calmest days and nights
sailing vessels never truly stand still

march two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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