He first
floated
in
amniotic fluid
on the
Neusiedler See;
he was
birthed
into the
sailing world,
his Opapa
telling tales
of
the merchant marine
Fleet of
foot,
he
ran after school
to the
swimming pool;
with his
teammates,
he dove
into chlorine
But the
salt air
filled his
lungs
with
contentment,
cementing
his passion
to sail
far
and
sail now
Through
the North Sea,
the
Atlantic, Pacific,
San
Francisco Bay,
Gulf of
Mexico,
the
Mediterranean,
and Nootka
Sound
Simply
put,
he's more
grounded
when the
sea is around him
and terra
firma transforms
to a
port on his charts,
with the
wind in his face
and peace
in his heart
---
October 9, 2017
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