When your ship
Long moored in the harbour,
Gives you the illusion
Of being a house;
When your ship
Begins to put down roots
In the stagnant water by the quay:
Put out to sea!
Save your boat’s journeying soul,
And your own pilgrim soul,
Cost what it may.
Dom Helda Camara (1909-99), 1981.
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