Life’s emotions,
like sailing the currents of oceans,
the waves of time.

Two feet a deck your ship,
Your gut, lifted up over water's crests,
Next moment the solid wet floor
drops from beneath you,
Leaving your stomach in your throat & salty droplets on your face.
Up and down, side to side,
Life turns you about.

Sometimes the wind vacates your sails
And you’re left still, motionless in the
Vast blue desert, as if void of emotion

But as long as you have the North Star at night, to offer your direction, purpose and momentum.
For without that, lost at sea,
You may be lost forever!