what wonderful things
a garden can bring
the mast that would rise like a pine

don’t reel yourself in
but harness the wind
your strength is a thing to behold


the tide that had shift
a poem adrift
icarus give us a sign

a freediving psalm
that screams carry-on
the pressure that mounts underneath


if light is a gift and freedom’s within
i am a man who contends
and in truth i am weary
from these sudden uneasy demands

it’s climbing like water and brine
like waves i froth at the mouth
for the shore with the pine

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