Sails

  Sails

  At times the world seems so full, you look down the street and you see home upon a home.

Cars drive down the street hour after hour.

The sidewalks are busy time after time, all too often I look upon the water and wonder.

Is the water as busy as the ground?

Would I run into one sail after another on the open water?

Nature rules on the open water, there is no doubt.

As a visitor to the open water decisions must be made moment by moment.

Going underwater has always been terrifying.

Lack of control, lack of light, all too often spin the world upside down.

Sailboats are a means to travel the world of water.

You feel the breeze upon your skin.

You see the sun upon the horizon in vibrant oranges, pinks, purples, reds.

The deep blues and greens of the water blend with the hues of the sun.

Creating a calming arena of vibrant colors and sounds.

All too often lately I think of what it would be like to sail into the horizon.