From the shore, I watch a life I used to know - the seas swirling rough and rapid.
I sit, wrapped in the embrace of a sun I thought I'd never see.
I am unencumbered by worry. I reach my fingers to the sky, letting the light kiss their smooth tips.
I think about the storm and how it came, sudden and swift.
I think about the years of maddening calculations and missteps. The whirlpools and the hurricanes. The lashing wind and rain. The dark days and endless nights.
I think about the fleet of ships that journeyed at my side.
I think about those that were lost.
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