We often float away.
sailing on different waves,
unsure of oncoming tides,
carried by strong currents-
affecting us in our lives,
or in the lives of others...
As I sail this seasonal sea,
I am filled with immense joy,
when a fellow sailor says "ahoy"
for the seas are filled with ploy.
So it's comforting, it feels like -
I've seen sun raise over water,
or survived a night's rough tide