Push off from the beach
It is a perfect day
The wind catches the sail
Moving me forward
On a deserted sea
My little boat cuts through the water
Smoothly, swiftly, effortlessly
The salt water spraying me
This is the best time
The best time for reflection
The best time to take stock
Drop the sail
Float for awhile
Adrift, but loving it
The sun is warm
I bask in it
Happy for this day
Nothing pulling on me today
Clear conscience, clear soul
Content for the first time in a long while
Yes, it is a perfect day
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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