Boats on the Blue Water Bay

On a pier of vivid blue,

Atop the tranquil tide,

The sailboats wait in stillness,

For their crew to come inside,

Awaiting the next journey,

On the shining mystic sea,

The captain calls the compass North,

With synchronicity,

For when the boat is guided,

By the hand of true Divine,

Then where you are is perfect,

Watch the water’s essence shine,

The path that calls is here and now,

Where else can be the place,

Where water’s colors glisten,

In the Universe’s embrace.

-Pamela Storch