My Boat

My Boat

The world is my ocean and life as my boat
Upon many waters the wind will blow, as I try to stay afloat.

At times the wind is my savior and also my friend
It is always there and thankfully will never end.

My direction is according to the way the wind does blow
Even tho I have a rudder, a center board and a sail you know.

My course is not predestined but according to my inner plan
That there is purpose and goodness within each woman and man.

My compass is company with the eternal stars in the sky
To mark my journey as tho just a breeze or a human sigh.

I will always be thankful for the gifts I did receive
Those of life, love and longevity and none did deceive.

That what I did and what I did not will be a counter balance for me
From out of that will be a renewal and another journey on the sea.

~Chuck Hurley~

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