Prop? or podium?

You see that plywood as a prop;
it keeps the boat steady:
above ground, under repair.
But what if it's a podium,
and standing here,
ready to dive back in,
the boat is sharing the colors of her dreams,
offering her wisdom,
her understanding of light and dark,
of sun and rain, of storms and still waters?
Listen, my friend;
listen to the voice within
that's longing for a sail,
a fresh chance to feel the breeze of hope.


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