"Upon the Water in my Sailboat"

Another day spent upon the sea
In conversation with the spirit of death
Not far off will be my test
Where I will speak out shibboleth!
With hands of callous
My weather beaten face
Outer appearance is of no concern
My companion for the day asks no questions
Or takes notice of the waters which churn
His presence does not irk me
In this life of complicated arbor
Its latticework intrigues me
As we ponder in the quiet harbor
Thankfully only I can see
The spirit which sits by my side
It offers no assistance in my task
My sails fill in good stride
Each day is a thankful day
To live and sail upon the sea
Whatever is ahead will come
Regardless of my plea

~Moses~
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"Beyond the Waves"

Out and the end of the wooden pier
Thinking late at night
When the lull of waves are upon me
The foaming caps of white
Under the moon which glows
Upon the watery mist
Gentle fog that rolls in slowly
With no effort to resist
As far out as the eye can see
Piercing the dark sea
An imagined horizon that lies beyond
Lives the untouchable esprit
Quiet thunderstorms in the distance
Rolling thunders thrive
Drum beat like stirs like heavenly wings
Even unto lightnings which cannot deprive
The serenity of the moment in time
Which belongs to those who seek
To listen with an open ear
Of things which subtly speak

~Moses~
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