Potential

Potential

On a still river
over the silver reflection
of the luminous moon

Drifts a latent sail boat
creating gentle ripples
while wading birds croon

Though veiled in shadows
of pendant foliage
still an impressionable sight

Majesty of the seas
somehow held prisoner
by this windless night

Steady stem and stern
the structure is
sufficiently stout

But without a voyage
of durability to attest
it holds no clout

If the breeze could
sneak past the tree's leaves
then she will show her might

Majesty of the seas
somehow held prisoner
by this windless night