Tuesday, January 18, 2011

An Evening Prayer - of sorts

Saint Brendan
Sedna
Neptune 
and Ashera

i'm feeling a little bereft tonight
my craft is small 
the waves are mounting

not an anchor port
but a following wind 
a star to navigate by
and if possible
a mate to laugh me thru it

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