Sea of Rolling Hills

I have gotten lost in the rolling sea of hills

and mountains have crashed against my stern

while I leave them behind me, they nip at my heels

whipping my sails and leaving my white flags torn

“Ah, my beloved,” I call to them,

“Be well, and teach as you have taught me!”

and as I cross my next horizon, they call out

reminding me that I stand on the backs of mountains

 

but first, I had to face the Sea of Rolling Hills

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