I'm busy painting tonight but I wanted to post something. So, because I love the sea, I have picked a poem a dear friend sent me years ago. "Seafarer," by Archibald MacLeish. Enjoy.
Seafarer
And learn O voyager to walk The roll of earth, the pitch and fall That swings across these trees those stars: That swings the sunlight up the wall.
And learn upon these narrow beds To sleep in spite of sea, in spite Of sound the rushing planet makes: And learn to sleep against this ground.
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