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The Seafarer
In twilight's shadow, his weary heart wails
on paths unknown, where whispers unveil,
with each passing tide, he yearns for home,
seeking salvation where the waves freely roam.

The seabirds soar above the ocean deep,
their joyful cries hide secrets they keep.
They sing melodies, ethereal and pure,
lofty wings caress the heavens, dreams to

ensure.

But, the seafarer hides his lonely heart, and wanders the waves, his own world apart.
The shore, a canvas of solitude, despair, a beacon of darkness,

yea,

he no longer could bare.

He gazes at the endless horizon's embrace,
yearning for a tranquil haven, a sacred space,
his face bears the marks of countless miles, seeking solace, where his soul reconciles.

Through tempests fierce and calm, he sails,
over swells and storms, his spirit prevails.
In search of peace, a sanctuary, where peace can abide, he wanders, in his heart's stride.

Yet, as the sea birds dance in vibrant flight,
a flicker of hope sparks within his sight.
For he knows that someday, his soul will be free, aligned with the sea birds, in realms of unity.

Till then, he shuns society and crowded shores, with carefree joy, his spirit still soars.

The wanderer and sea birds share a yearning plea, in surreal realms, divergent, wild and

free.



© Charles Kemp