It’s a funny thing
to be mystified by lightning on the Sangres
because I love the sea

Cliffside, dockside
Both call to me, joyfully

Freedom is
pulling anchor
drifting away

Heart’s desires
deceive me though
My boat is drydocked

Look baby
there’s a hundred thousand places to be
they all call to you and me

Come to this dock
meet me at the Point
let’s look to the edge

See where the sky meets land

Published by Adam

For almost two decades, Adam F. C. Fletcher has led international outreach focused on engaging people successfully. Working with thousands of youth-serving nonprofits, K-12 schools, government agencies, international NGOs and other organizations around the world, his work spans the fields of education, public health, economic development and social services, and includes professional development, public speaking, publishing, social media and more. He founded the Freechild Institute for Youth Engagement, SoundOut and CommonAction, as well as writing more than 50 publications and 500 articles. He has also established 150-plus community empowerment projects.

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