pulling her through wave like wooden plough
towards the distant hazy blue horizon
where seamlessly heaven and earth collide.
She moves as smooth as sharpened skate on ice,
effortless her progression to the eye
til’ sight is forced to strain to see her glide
to that place where billowed sail and cloud combine.
Her journey lifts my spirit as I stare
offering a glimpse of hearts desire,
of freedom with no limit, cost or fear
but shackled, I can only stand to watch.