Sailing Upriver Together
Poem By Wendy Webb
</>Intertwined across the years,
souls brushing shared memories.
Tranquil harbour of our dreams,
anchored on our mooring line -
our rigging tangled, hatch shut,
buoyant in the setting sun.
We sail the tide upriver,
navigating a long reach;
plane-sailing uncharted floods.
Spliced, we steer an even course,
sail billowing in the breeze -
crewing with Captain’s First Mate.