written by Lucas G. Irwin
In life there is but ship and sea,
a relationship bounding world and me.
Some days are calm and certain, you see;
yet others bring bedlam and chaos to thee.
Full command of the ship is a mere fantasy,
for the blue is too mighty and the boat would agree.
Once a wave sets its course, it’s intent set in motion,
it hammers forward with relentless devotion.
Many, NOT I, find this a dispiriting notion
For the world is the ship and
I am the ocean.