I Feel The Wind Shifting Poem by Barbara Villabol

I feel the wind shifting
Is it time to tack?

You will sail to another shore soon
My bay was gracious to you
A warm harbor

Easy, warm, waves
But an occasional white cap to stir things up

You think the wider ocean may reveal a better port
You pull anchor
You didn’t know you did not need to continue seeking

My bay offered free entry, good draft
This harbor will no longer see your colors

Before your mast dips past the horizon
Sirens will wail at your leaving