Sailing the Surf Line

Part of my sonnet collection

Like a sailboat beyond the wave's violent ways
using the blowing breeze to run the tide
I will sail my soul true throughout my days
for love's breath is upon me as I glide

And rope, and sail, and man become as one
when rage of wave and sea they overcome
in mind, in soul, in me the task is done
when rage of loss and fear dares make me numb

Wind seems the magic when one takes to sail
traveling the spaces between the land
Love is heart's magic with which we prevail
to pass the lonely time we oft do stand

As a sail without wind is simply in the way
without your love, I'd live a sad, useless day

Reviews

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Wonderful. Your love of the water is evident and moving. The natural settings and activities you describe are truly compelling. I would that it would get warmer and I could be out on the water too!
Light,
Siddartha

[Luna Tique Fringe]

Very nice. I have always liked ocean/sailing metaphor.

[Ladysue]

This is so beautiful. I love how you used the sail, the sea and all. I absolutely love the last 2 lines. A wonderful sonnet!!!