Life Drifts

Life sets sail the mast may rock forth and back, but the tiller stands strong. The ocean is vast better drop anchor and get it correct before you find your self collapsing. The water may be warm, you make your comparison. This voyage is timeless there is a lot of hope and hopeless but in the end you never know when your going to hit that dead end. Just know this grease your barrings and let it roll by fast never holding your self in the past. I see the whales and critters rowing there way on by with the distraction of this lust of this love. Just hold my hand and we will paddle on in to the moonlight. Baskets of worries with your daily hurries. Rushing to pushing your self tell you cant breath. You will find your self drifting in the sea.