. . . Ships in the harbor are nestling together tonight, their tall proud sales pulled down and wrapped around the decks of their ship as if to help keep the vessel warm in the biting cold of the autumn’s night. Huddling together as if to keep the cold out, here and there a flicker of light peeps through a glass pane signaling anyone who cares to cast a gaze their way that life continues on . . . and though braced for the storm heading in slowly from over the horizon, the spirit of those sailors will not diminish or give way to abandonment of all that they hold most dear to their hearts. Larger vessels are tendered further out from shore creating a loose outer hedge for the harbor, and the sight leaves me wondering what each ship holds . . .who abides there . . . and what are their thoughts as they look back my way . . .
This is a change of pace for your in content and style--much more poetic and pondering. Reminds me of people. Two thumbs up!
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