Sail Away

With the sun high in the heavens, and a gently chilled wind at our back, we sailed to Bowen Island, British Columbia.  As I looked across the glittering water, I remembered a poem from high school:  The Secret of the Sea by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.  I have included a few lines….

Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
As I gaze upon the sea!
All the old romantic legends,
All my dreams, come back to me.

In each sail that skims the horizon,
In each landward-blowing breeze,
I behold that stately galley,
Hear those mournful melodies;

Till my soul is full of longing
For the secret of the sea,
And the heart of the great ocean
Sends a thrilling pulse through me.

4 thoughts on “Sail Away

  1. You speak of gentle wind and this reminds me of one of my favorites. Only the first short verse! Ode to the Wind by Percy Bysshe Shelley
    O Wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumns being
    Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
    Are driven like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing……

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