Tall ship specks new horizon as distant grey sky shadows bright sun in brightness causing glare of late noon pending dusk.
Calling birds swirl like high winds blowing free as nature's force explodes, intensifies then changes to gusty motion spinning currents lulling to rhythmic time and sparse stillness.
Full sail frames masts in vertigo height above level deck and rising shouts. Descending haze builds ghostly image of moving vessel gliding swift as spirit star to destination point on shores afar.
Distant peaks emerge....clear as day. The hermit's lantern turns to guide the way. Hermit's Way - F. J. Rogers