Watch the wind showing them the way to you
While the dawn turns the sea into its twin
They boast a charming, patient, valiant crew
Soon enough, your sweet rescue will begin
They all know how fatigue wrinkles your soul
How obtuse, smug cruelty curdles blood
How dim eyes scrutinize the neighbor's bowl
How greed drowns things in a foul, turbid flood
The salt wind will erase all of your cares
Roseate light rehabilitates hearts
They sail seas never touched by a nightmare
They are skilled in gentle, warm, healing arts
See their smiles recognize your waiting eyes
In their language, there is no room for lies
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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