Poem 3 – Adrift


I’m Adrift amid torrent winds
Swirling around me, moving my hair
I’ve discovered no meaning
In a world without care.
Everyone needs a meaning
A sail to catch the breeze
To steer us in a direction
To fly across the seas.
Sometimes the ocean waves swell
And carry us afar.
Other times the winds stop
Dropping us where we are.
To find other oceans
You have to sail from shore.
Be not afraid of adventure
Life’s meaning to explore.
(Who knows.  I still feel this ways sometimes.  Adrift in a strong wind.)

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