Two Ships in a Great Green Sea

Two ships sailed

on the emerald dress

of the great green Sea

unaware of each other

and totally confident

in where they were supposed to be.



But the silent Sea

and the whispering Wind,

in their sly snickering ways,

grew those little boats together

with the latent lulls

and the lazy laps

of gentle, cresting waves.



Mighty is the Sea

loving all things

in only the way

He understands it to be.

And she, the ship,

swarmed to my rowboat

like honey to a bee.



(I always thought it was the other way around

but the Sea didn't teach that to me.

What used to make me frown

makes me row now in a fashion thankfully.)



I'm learning you can't stop some things,

they're just meant to be.

I'm learning that everything

is in the grasp of the great green Sea.

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