Journey of My Soul

"...the spruce-wood mast that rises tall,
I'd happily forget them all..."

~ Nilsson

When I cropped this image, I had the immediate sense of a Chinese junk as opposed to a whaling vessel; something I am more accustomed to.
In different lighting, I thought I saw the actual element WIND blowing from the right; full sail out of port.
Safe passage, a happy feeling.

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Sacred Cave No.1

"In the firelight's ruddy glow; bygone memories come and go ~
Sit with me and days recall, as the evening's shadows fall."