Darkkeh

We are all But small boats Floating in the sea of time Free to steer Free to row Free to unfurl our sails And let the wind blow And free to not move at all And allow the currents To push us along Wherever they may go Many times We face storms From which heavy winds and rains poor forth We can choose to brave it And risk our sanctity Or turn away And risk our dignity Many times We run into each other We can choose to conflict And make war Or we can choose to assist And share oars We can choose to make land and retire Or sail on and fly higher Ye indeed The ocean is vast Sometimes it moves slow Sometimes it move