I crank the anchor,
watch as it lifts.
I sail my boat
then let it drift.
I push my view
making them shift.
I work quite hard
to make life swift.

Winds rock my boat
from here to there.
I’m lost at sea
but do not care.
Life shakes me up
and feels unfair.
Absent from life
yet still aware.

I grab the steer,
balanced at once.
I trim the sail,
tying the knots.
I harmonize
my offbeat heart.
I convince fate
to change the plot.

Waves carry us
to where we land.
Our keel and feet
enjoy the sand.
Our life is sweet
from where we stand.
Infinity
at destiny’s hand.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy