The Zen of Sailing

Beneath the sky, so vast and blue,
The whispering winds weave songs anew.
The sails unfurl, the journey calls,
Where time dissolves, and silence falls.

The rhythm of waves, a steady beat,
A hymn of solace, calm and sweet.
The ocean’s breath, a soothing balm,
Its vast embrace, eternal calm.

The stars above, a guiding light,
Through velvet skies of tranquil night.
Each constellation tells a tale,
Of distant shores and timeless trails.

The helm obeys the subtle hand,
As wisdom flows like shifting sand.
A dance with nature, pure and free,
A fleeting glimpse of harmony.

For on the sea, the soul takes flight,
A boundless world of peace and might.
In every wave, a truth profound,
In sailing’s zen, the self is found.

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