Have you sailed the sea at dawn?
Meandered its pink highway and trails,
traveling places Spirit alone knows?
The sea, a world apart from our own
and yet so much the same
we ride those deep waters
to rediscover ourselves.

Poets speak of the path unchosen
I chose that path a lifetime ago
Was I wrong, mistaken, I wonder,
to choose these rumbling chaotic seas?

I won’t know the answer
unless angels whisper such in my ear
but will sail forth undaunted
trusting safe harbor will appear again.