until we are ready to voyage
beyond the shores of our making
to the open infinite ethereal seas
we already know these endless vasts
from vertiginous dreams and exhausted eyes
sounding the night like a doctor's stethoscope
examining the specimen of sky under which we thrive
so let release come when it will
we are already there on our last shore
waiting for the anytime that will deliver us
to our satisfaction and our next aspirations...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.
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