My being’s traversing reality;
traveling a road of existence;
trying to maintain neutrality;
with effort and persistence.
All life seems an ebb and flow;
without a sense of direction.
It is true, I’ve no place to go;
no future has my affection.
Destiny is blowing my sails;
I’m a ship on open seas;
understanding what it entails;
fighting destiny’s breeze.
Reality is ever changing;
nothing stays the same;
the stage keeps rearranging;
all in reality’s name.
I’m captain of my ship;
no sailors at my charge;
emptiness doth equip;
no future to enlarge.
Still, I’m seeking the land;
wherever my future be;
a seashore; nothing but sand;
so I must return to the sea.
And yet, I must keep traveling;
heading for the setting sun;
with all my being; unraveling;
as I and the sea become One.