Rowing Poem by William Kofoed

My spirit released
set free to fly
seeking in wonder
what I do not know

so long ago
so far from I
when for time
they went down to the sea

bending the back
a smooth strong pull
and gathering breath
in a foreword lean

beneath open sky
among the waves
for how many days
how many weeks

I strongly pull
another stroke
and I wonder
about them

what did they think
upon the sea
as they did row
someone like me