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I’m setting sail for nowhere
Just blowing on the wind
With my eyes on the horizon
I wonder what I’ll find
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I’m setting sail for nowhere
And relying on the wind
Unlike the Ancient Mariner*
To prove to be my friend
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I’m setting sail for nowhere
I hope I reach my goal
And when I do make landfall
I’ll find the place called Home
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Sorry, I couldn’t embed this today:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g48_fqX7KJc&feature=related
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*Ancient Mariner, poem by the English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge
©DGA 01 December 2011 07:10
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01/12/2011 at 1:29 pm
No problem,, always a pleasure to read..thank you.
I am sailing away
To find another day
One where the sun will shine
And everything is fine
that is the best I can do
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01/12/2011 at 4:08 pm
That is lovely, Patrecia. Just how I feel! 😀
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01/12/2011 at 3:21 pm
How soothing Denise; blowin’ in the wind, lookin’ for a soft place to fall that I can call home.
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01/12/2011 at 4:09 pm
This is for when life becomes too much, Maxi. Escapism, lol!
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01/12/2011 at 3:35 pm
If “…every man must be his own savior…” we are in deep trouble. Song great alternative to “We are the world”
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01/12/2011 at 4:17 pm
One of my favourite Johnny Clegg songs… 😀
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01/12/2011 at 4:08 pm
We are all mariners on the sea of time, Denise,(perhaps from times immemorial) without ever knowing what our destinations are.we fancy favourable winds and reaching ashore. What at best we may tumble upon in this enigmatic sea is an island of Robinson Crusoe which assures us now and frightens us the next moment. Curses and blessings visit us a random and he who reconciles to this fact shall sink without complaint, if he should. The music of his heart is the companion to the grave wherever it is.
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01/12/2011 at 4:23 pm
Yes, Sunamu, and we are all tested thoughout our lives in one way or another… Life is indeed an enigma, but I do know that one day all will be revealed. I love your ‘sea of time’ and ‘sea of life’ upon which we sail – beautiful!
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01/12/2011 at 4:38 pm
I love poems of sailing and the sea, Super post. Now because of that I will post a new poem of mine called “The Sailor” watch for it on Friday. Again as always Denise, well done!
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01/12/2011 at 6:44 pm
I love writing about the sea, Jack. Thank you! I am looking forward to ‘The Sailor’ tomorrow…
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01/12/2011 at 4:46 pm
I love daydreams for that kind of feeling. 🙂
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01/12/2011 at 6:46 pm
Me too, Liz! 😀
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01/12/2011 at 5:02 pm
Hope you don’t have an albatross around your neck, like the Ancient Mariner! And reach home safely.
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01/12/2011 at 6:47 pm
I have been meaning to google and see what an albatross looks like, Col. Heaven forbid that I have that happen to me – I would pass out!
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01/12/2011 at 7:55 pm
This is awesome, Denise – “setting sail for nowhere” with wind as friend and a goal of reaching Home. Love it, it’s right up my alley… 😀
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01/12/2011 at 8:02 pm
Thank you, Ruth, I’m glad you like it. Sometimes it’s just how I feel, lol!
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01/12/2011 at 8:57 pm
I’m not sure you’ve seen this, but it is quite relevant, and even reassuring just here maybe?
http://bennaga.wordpress.com/2011/08/20/travelling/
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01/12/2011 at 11:55 pm
That is on a similar theme. I have commented on your site, Ben.
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01/12/2011 at 8:19 pm
Lovely rhythm today 🙂
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01/12/2011 at 11:57 pm
Thank you, Kate. I tried to reflect the open space of the sea…
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01/12/2011 at 10:18 pm
Thanks, Denise. Terrific video too. 😀
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01/12/2011 at 11:59 pm
It was my pleasure, Nancy. Only you and Carl have mentioned the video. I love the song because it has such lovely rhythm and a timeless message. Thank you so much. 🙂
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02/12/2011 at 12:19 am
Sometimes, an unplanned journey is the best.A lovely poem – hope there is something good on that horizon.
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02/12/2011 at 1:52 am
Thank you, Bb. I am just marking time at present, starting to get impatient, but I have no choice for a good few months yet… Have to wait and see what the new year brings.
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02/12/2011 at 12:27 am
Your poem allowed my mind wander to nowhere.. what a lovely trip it took! Lol..
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02/12/2011 at 1:57 am
I’m so glad you enjoyed the voyage, Jeannie!
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02/12/2011 at 3:02 am
My walks become sails to nowhere. I’m going to chant this poem the next time I take one. Which should be tomorrow. Lovely, as usual, Denise.
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02/12/2011 at 7:21 am
Enjoy your walk today, Andra. If the surroundings are anything like the picture on your blog, it should be wonderful!
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02/12/2011 at 6:42 am
Love the rhythm, the images of the sea and the search for a place called home!
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02/12/2011 at 7:24 am
Thanks, Selma. Whenever I think of freedom, the sea comes to mind, stretching endlessly in all directions.
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