Ship's sail

The ship's sail gently grabbed the wind like two hands of a couple in love. The boat crept through the lake barely causing a ripple. It was a moment caught in time, the beauty of it all was stunning and left me breathless. As it drifted  past on this mid summer's evening, I almost felt alone, I was alone, in my mind. The heat of the sand warming my feet. The sight warming my sole. A silhouette, leaving an impression in my mind's eye forever etched. "This is good," I said almost out loud to no one. It's times like this I'm reminded of the simple things that are so powerful. "Thanks" I said. Out loud.

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