Not a single blow of wind,
Pushes my boat further.
Nothing plays with its sail,
So it neither goes north nor south.
Rain,
Hurrican,
Storm,
They all come and go.
But my boat sits there,
In the middle of the sea.
As if the forces of nature don't exist,
It sits there awaiting nothing.
Mar 22, 2021
Mar 22, 2021 at 8:25 AM UTC
Not a single blow of wind,
Pushes my boat further.
Nothing plays with its sail,
So it neither goes north nor south.
Rain,
Hurrican,
Storm,
They all come and go.
But my boat sits there,
In the middle of the sea.
As if the forces of nature don't exist,
It sits there awaiting nothing.