In the great sea of Destiny
sails a small ship called Certainty
water, wind, land and sea
this vessel sails precariously
No port or destination
the journey is the direction
north, south, east and west
GPS point out only location
Land ripples in sparkling waves
and the sun shines balmy rays,
stormy is the weather
but underneath,
the pearl of meaning lies unfeathered
Sick with motion and emotion
overboard a foolish captain goes
water, wind, land and sea
underwater all is still
Lacking all judgement; drowning into concioussness
plunging down deep, I lough as I weep...
North, south, east and west
this vessel wakes up from sleep
