Have you ever wondered how it feels to be at sea?
Skippy says she feels light (for obvious reasons) and relieved (so predictable !)
Jammy says its the time before the first light the mixed colors of sky clad with clouds over the horizon seems like strokes of an artists paint brush just the sight is so soothing that you just wish the time stops(side effects of morning watch) when you see the vast expanse of the sea around ,you realize how small and insignificant you are
Shou feels very peaceful and closer to nature.she loves night lit-up with stars and moon "feels like thousands of lanterns hanging from the sky"
Swatcat says its crazy it seems like home away from home
for Puko Sea provides her the actual thrill of being in the Navy like a Dream come true only for a lucky few
Aish has stopped wishing since she lost the count of number of shooting stars at night the shimmer of the moon on the sea on a moonlight night is what she cherishes the most
We consider ourselves fortunate to be here... now ...the sky is our roof the sea is our cradle and the rain nurtures us and we have our protector MHADEI with us
Signing off on a philosophical note
Adios!
7 comments:
looks like the readers have also gone deep into the blue:D
Naah Naah.... following u.....jus dat it is a weekend....Nd u r spending it in a better way.....envy u guys
I am turning green with envy! Makes one truly appreciate John Masefield,s Sea Fever:-
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
cheers to that!!!
So true... Everyone is following and why won't they their half heart is always with her... Cheers to the beautiful lines...
Adios amigos...
:)
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