
A Yacht…
…searches for a hidden wind,
seeking out that magic breath
that will lift and fill its sail.
It is a ghost, sliding through
the evening light, barely
disturbing the calm water.
It haunts us, just gliding there,
like that dream we all harbour,
but cant quite put our finger on.
Derek Ross
I love the photo and the poem in equal measure!
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