The Boat of Life

I pray, infuse my head and heart,
To navigate each journey's start.
The world puts icebergs in my way ;
Would I not heed the things you say ?

The paradox : a world that's yours,
So full of sailors shipping oars -
Not casting off, not raising sails,
Not joining playful broaching whales ;
Not catching breeze, not crossing bars,
Not chasing midnight's ocean stars.

I've suffered landlock long enough :
Allow me love, and my boat - luff.
Stand by me as I take the wheel,
And steer to keep an even keel.