WatermanA Poem by Drew AndersonHe traverses the sea in a dream built by hand. Supported by culture, born from love, responsibility, and respect.
He explores the sounds in her alcoves and her sights on high. Searching Fervently For the pieces of his future.
Tossing and turning upon the grand, endless waters. His foundation, rooted in ancient stone, never before or since faltered or waned.
As with all things, the stone crumbles. Leaving the scattered pieces of the bastion strewn amoungst the fishes and the sharks.
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