From a Sandbank (David) I lived upon the sea.Knew the freedom of salt airin my lungs, salt wind in my hair,the violent exhilaration of flirting with death.I stood high on the bow as it thumped and soaredand thumped and thumped and soared, and struggled to breathe at the stern as it plunged underand plunged,and stayed,and stayed under,and laughed... https://druidlife.wordpress.co....m/2024/04/24/from-a-
