(In case you missed those delightful glimpses into their fascinating books, check them out a couple of posts back under "Shining Light On Our Ladies").
Because of all those stories, I'd like to post this little tribute to the many courageous sailors out there.
Armchair Sailor
Don’t be like me!
Don’t waste your life in wishful
fantasy!
Last night, I met the sailor
who dared to live my dream.
This Don Giovanni of the Sea,
having beguiled a hundred women
and who would love a dozen more,
has sailed the Seven Oceans, instead
of me.
He’s listened to the tenor of his
rigging,
and matched the joyous basso-buffo
of his anchor chain,
while harmonizing with his latest
curvy mate
in the duets of love.
Quaintly sequestered coves on lushly verdant
isles
replenished his bruised sailor’s soul.
Forgetting Neptune’s battering, it was
replaced by new-inspired quest for yet
another goal.
He’s haggled with a multitude of
tongues
and laughed with many-peopled hosts.
Traversing fatal shipping lanes and
lame conventions,
he’s fended off the beckoning of
unforgiving water ghosts.
He stole my dream!
I had to stay behind, on land.
How could I do otherwise?
He has a boat. He has no ties.
He also has the courage.
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(Excerpted from my "Moments of the Heart")
