No Boundary Poem by Peter S. Quinn

No boundary to each travel
The sea is clear and new
Each day a new marvel
To see in sightings thru

Dreams are on the waves
And coming to the shore
All longing that life craves
That in memories we store

A night becomes fantasy
To islands that we go
When we sail on their free
Into the blue sky glow

In twilight’s stillness hour
When boundaries are gone
In awaking morning dower
When times of beauty carries on

No boundary to the voyage
Or callings of the billows
When we our trip advantage
In times and tide flows

Our dreams are in our finding
From shore to open road
As torrents are in grinding
With each their heavy load