On this ship, we cling to the ropes
Even when the sun is gleaming overhead
Even when the water is tranquilly still
Even when a breeze swells the sails
Even knowing our boat withstands the gales.
On this ship, we forget to recognize peace
After weathering through so many storms
Always clinging to the possibility of chaos
Even when our pain becomes a source outgrown
We are always seeking to illuminate the unknown.
On this ship, we have already arrived
At the destination we so desperately seek
And even when the waves rise from beneath
We have the fortitude to withstand once again,
Placing trust in what our minds cannot know
To enjoy the beauty of this voyage as we go.
The Therapy of Words 