What is a ship if not the toil
and blood of salty men
of fishermen and seasoned souls
who must sail once again
What is the sea if not the draw
to freedom and to soar
to glide on waves unending flow
and reach unconquered shores
What is the sail if not the flag
that tears as strong gusts fan
though tattered it will mend once more
by weathered deep veined hands
Where can a man breathe air so free
and gaze at firmament
ablaze with stars and flying fish
bright heaven's ornament
Who can resist the endless sight
of water and of sky
no boundaries no walls to cramp
the spirit's urge to fly?
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Excellent expression of ecstasy Liilia! The bounarilesswater of the sea and the sky make one happy with eternal joy.. A poem with very deep meaning.