The VoyageA Poem by cyniqeWe as human beings are in control of our minds and especially our destination on the voyage of existence. They can fire against you, strip away your flesh, but no one can take your souls identity."Existence is an ocean."
The body is a vessel, this life is a sea. God brings the winds that fill its sails, But it's captain is only me. Other ships may come and fire against us My crew may plot a mutiny, If succeed they do, and if I lose My ship goes down with me.
No one else will tell me how, Or why, or what, or when. Till the sea swallows us up, And it's waters birth us anew. Till I say good bye, the final time, And sail those seas again. © 2015 cyniqe |
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Added on August 13, 2015 Last Updated on August 13, 2015 Tags: voyage, metaphor, philosophical, meaning of life |