Dove

by Robin Lee Graham

One “sea thought” I might share here is that life has to have tension—the tension of making another port or finding a piece of gear to mend or how to face a squall. I mean, the guy who is really sick is the guy who has no goal, no ambition, nothing to go for. Having no goal would be like sailing in the doldrums

At sea I had learned how little a person needs, not how much.

Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill.