Little timber canoe with a giant foolish heart…

Tapering off
down winded way
into the arms
of good

grabbing on
to all i know
and all i think
i should

in moments turn
of morning sun
and nighttimes
soft lit cay

i step upon
well sanded stone
and kneel in love
to pray

in timbered voice
with shattered heart
and soaring
soundless key

i ask for that
ive never found
and dive .embraced.
to sea,,,

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