A single white sail upon the sea,
a white arcing punctuation mark,
like a comma in the waves, as
I gaze with growing interest.
Slowly, the white sail drifts across
the distant horizon, taking
its time rising and falling
with the swelling tide.
There isn’t much to see, but I
watch anyway as it disappears
behind a copse of trees along the shore,
only to re-emerge again in its slow
but graceful journey…
I begin to dream.
I wish it were me upon the sea,
under that single white sail.
The captain of my memory
sailing away to a sunny day.
Slowly, gliding through the waves
with all the time in the world.
A light green sea just for me,
graceful and calm, free from
fear as I disappear beyond
the horizon only to re-emerge
once again…
by your side, my love.