A Sailor's Path

to west end my friend
the wind is mild and the skies are clear
nothing reefed, sail and jib

push south then east
through northerly flow
north wind waves, may curl and trough
but the ship is aloft
and the heavens alight with a lunar glow

peace to the crew
aligned, planets and sky
four in plane, gods in a row
may they guide
and keep your path true

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