Winds
Blew hard
Took away life
Days grew dimmer
Nights were colder
Sail went slack with
Wariness to steer by
Across oceans a lone
Sailor casts a golden
Net of billowing wind
Whisking off my fleet
With one greet, such
Feat, never before
Meet, world create
Doubts cast aside
Diluting defeats
Divulge secrets
Disagreements
Derail rails
Blazing on
Wayward
Home
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For my beloved sailor who came when the storm tore away everything that I have and left me stranded. Thank you for coming home and being steadfast no matter how rough the seas and how uncertain the uncharted paths.