Sun gold drips through green tipped fingers.
Autumn whispers in falling leaves.
Creaking boughs a carpet weave.
Listen to the forest breathe.
Sophia says go out and play,
follow your imagination,
whatever you can imagine
is enough for the day.
The companionship of like-minded beings,
managing ropes, sails, decks, cleaning, maintaining,
eating, sleeping, learning,
contained in a vessel of awesome proportions.
Half-way up the mast, the view is changed,
the deck below much smaller than it seemed.
Half-way up the mast, sea, sky, wind,
a single mind, a new perspective.
Photo courtesy of Richard Sibley tallshipsgallery.co.uk