I wish to weather any storm
In a craft that can recover from
Dark waves crashing on its prow.
How my ship is put together
Will determine my success.
It must be able to withstand the stress
Of tons of water battering its hull.
The boards must hold together,
But they need to navigate the waves
Like a living shape that bends and breathes.
Too much holding on to one design
Will take us to the bottom of the sea;
My ship must be more flexible than that.
I'd like to sail across the sea
To reach a new found land where we
Can live in mild prosperity.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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