The wind whispers softly in the sails,
telling of adventures to come
on this open sea of life.

The water answers in kind as it crawls
along the sides of this ship I sail
into unknown territory.

Ahead lies the great unknown.
the horizon melting into the starlit sky -
foreboding…fearsome.

The shore is almost gone - the last vestige of security
creeping slowly into the waters,
soon to disappear forever.

Yet still, the light shines bravely,
urging me on…
the fire never dies…

©1998 - Lane Baldwin

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