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"To Feel Life Again" by Joe DiMino Often I come to the shore The salted air A natural seasoning For ventilation; The ocean spray An ancient bath, A ritual wash Making old men feel young And young men curious Of far-off horizons Beneath the surface as well, Conductive brine reaches Between the poles of imagination Carrying deeper the currents Of journeys The soul That of timeless many Tall ships Recall billowing sails: Storybook adventures Where yet A man may find A mermaid or two And a goddess Her champion Triton I guess this is why It is aptly termed The Deep and Blue: Deep, for each of us Creates his own Bottoms or not A splash of blue for whatever The voyage Sadly, no sea can capture More than shallow reflection; A shivering dip required, Every spirit Now and then Needing a slap of wave Or a chilling baptism To feel again life . Leave a comment