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Sea Wind
Light air Leaving shore Cutting lines Out on the endless sea Freedom ahead Escaping bounds I am where I want to be
Gentle breeze Rising south wind fills the sail Rippling water against the hull Brief visit on the rail by a tired seagull
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Fresh breeze White foam over the bow flows Whistling wind in the face blows Feeling free o’ so brave riding on the crest of the wave
Gale Wild sails flutter over head Leeward shelter seek Creak and squeak Feeling weak Won’t boat spring a leak? Heaven glows in red
Storm Wildhorse riding on the waves Jumping in a hurdle race Rudder craves for mercy Without controversy the sea rises high Is it time to die?
Time to prove my mettle Then wind starts to settle
Calm The endless sea Smoothing Soothing I am where I want to be.
Lena Kempén
