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| Autumn Night Sailing - Minnesota...... |
| A rustle of fallen leaves hissing and slapping gently on the ankles of a mariner lost as if waves tap upon a hull sliding silently by into a rippling wake in the stillness of the frosty forest floor. > Moonlight steeps the mist into gray-white islands drifting in an unknown leafen sea sparkling with silver phosphorescent plankton crystalized into diamond dust sparkling over raspy crests breaking onto a silent shore under mountain trees with meadow reefs and grassy swells. > The night forest steals the wind leaving becalmed sails to luff on a moonlit course set by one mariner wandering drifting on a dark and silver ocean far away from where any sea should be. ============================ Daniel A. Johnson 11/01/00 copyright 2000, Daniel A. Johnson, All rights reserved...... |
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