The ocean’s waves are choppy,
Yet how I yearn to sail there,
To feel the sun and fresh air,
Cold, yet new, unknown and free.
Will I find uncharted land?
Following Polaris, bright
Star, I go beyond my sight,
After leaving home’s safe sand.
Storms may fall upon my sail
Or doldrums flat find my bow,
Tack or row, survive somehow
This life of mine shall prevail.
When my journey is complete
Set my sites between the lights
Glory, I, in gaining heights,
Home’s safe sands will more be sweet.
© Collaborative Poetry / Jenna & Jilly