Sail (11/16/05)

O Gentle winds

which blow the trees

Caress me with your gales



And set me free

From deep within

That I might spread my sails



O let me find

Adventure there

Upon the deep blue sea



Where treasures lay

with monsters deep

that I shall never flee



And let me fly

upon the glass

That I might seek new lands



With perils yet

And magic traps

upon the beach's sands



O Gentle world

I seek thee still

That I might find my place



Where I can be

Just simply me

And slow my quick'ning pace

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