It was a happy shimmering morning,
The sea was sealed with infinite hope,
Pictures on the wall were all adorning,
Moving smoothly with rich thoughts in an envelope.
The wind suddenly started blowing,
Birds flew away under morning clouds,
This ship was definitely not oceangoing,
But it was designed to carry the crowds.
This life will require you to navigate your way,
Sailing your ship in the midst of the storms,
Carrying your loved ones in this ship everyday,
Protecting them from scary thunderstorms.
Hard work will keep the ship moving,
The flower will grow from this sky shower,
Leaving trail of dust behind and daily improving,
Releasing liquid laughter from this flower.
Ship of thoughts deep freighted with truth and beauty,
Avoiding small leaks to sink your ship,
Giving it all fulfilling every designated duty,
Living to outlive those whoever once took this trip.
Stars will always shine brighter than passing ships,
Thunder will always make the heart pound,
You were made to sail your ship not to be stuck in a safe place,
To hold your loved ones hands in that nightly sound.
Sailing Your Ship
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