the salt air lifts the
horizon rises like breath
over the waves, a silver
promise in the morning light
here is the curve of
discovery, the whisper of
adventure in the spray, the
unknown land unfolding, its
story waiting, like a new
page, untouched by time or
hands, the gulls call out
a welcome to the brave
souls on deck, eyes wide
with dreams and longing,
their hearts echo the rhythm
of the sea\'s song, timeless
and bright, under a sky
so vast, so blue, it\'s as
if the world has just been
born, again, for them, for us
each moment is new, each
swell a promise, the journey
a gift to be opened slowly,
revealing the world anew