Lonely Boat waits to,
Get on the waves of curl,
And there she stands trembled,
with hair on her eyes.
Drifted like the lonely boat,
Seems paradoxical to me.
—How often, how needlessly,
We complicate life.
Even when we know,
There’s nothing really to lose.
Let’s just feel the breeze,
By sailing the unfathomable sea.
Photo Challenge : Waiting
boat lake nature poetry
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