"Wind, sail and keel make a perfect trio,
only if they have a common direction to follow." avr
Painting and Verses by Dr Abe V Rotor
Lost time, lost opportunity and lost gain,
like passing wind that may not come again.
Who sees silver lining of clouds dark and bold
seeks not at rainbow's end a pot of gold.
A clenched fist softens under a blue sky
like high waves, after tempest, die.
When a flock of wild geese takes into the air
a leader must get ahead to break the barrier.
Even to a strong man, a little danger may create
the impression he's small or the problem is great.
In the doldrums or during sudden gusts,
the ship is much safer with a bare mast.
Wind, current and keel make a perfect trio
only if they have one direction to follow.
You really can't tell where a sailboat goes
without keel, but to where the wind blows.
The sound of a yes may be deep or hollow,
and knowing it only by its own echo.
Walk, don't run, to see better and to know
the countryside, Mother Nature and Thou. ~