The Questing Soul The swelling seas bear me adrift, As I sail toward an unknown destination. The sail is full and the hawsers taught; Though the rudder moves of its own volition; Steering me upon a course to infinity. My insignia is borne well by the bellied sail, Proclaiming my right to be seen from […]
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