THE PEARL
jenthegypsy
No breath had he drawn 'til he first stood aboard her
black heartwood welcoming, drawing him home.
Unseen arms fold around him, silent words give him comfort.
His heart finds her rhythm as the two become one.
She whispers of places no man has yet traveled,
of high seas and dark nights and white sails unfurled,
adventure and fair winds and a love everlasting.
Mother's love. His life's blood. Blessed freedom. The Pearl.
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