Revisiting oceans I've sailed before,
my eyes now finally see
Their currents deeper but softer felt,
all doldrums blowing free
As friends I greet them no longer strange,
once passing in the night
With anchors dropping inside my soul
—to harbor this delight
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August,2020)
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Their currents deeper but softer felt, all doldrums blowing free As friends I greet them no longer strange, once passing in the night....beautiful feelings, pleasure to read