A second wind, a second chance
Sailing through a course I have known
The winds still harsh
But my footwork surer
Reading the stars and beginning to know
That language of warnings and blessings
I pull to port with a sail missing
But smiling instead of crying

Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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