Even Keel Am I

Without boatsmen working along the deck

Dashing left and right for ropes and lofted work

I glide along the waters with the worldly wind at my back

Storms Come And Go

They cannot displace me from my valorous path

Dancing among the numerous stars, setting a guideline no one knows

Tranquil waters a thing of the past, others remark upon the beauty of my wake

Fore And Aft I Seek No Solace

What is a boat but a vessel of time, the

Hours passing by as old friends come again

Sharing their stories of remembrances past

I keep my sails full, searching for a lighter day

Passing mentions of an easier path on life’s liquid road