life is much like the sea. often have i wondered my deep yearning for the sea. the pull of the ocean is very strong and has always been as such. it has always been close at hand my whole life. navigating at the sea is much like life. we have stars to guide us through troubled waters.
Sea-Fever
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.By John Masefield
i feel as though i have lost my north star. though it was dim and faint, i could see where it was guiding me. i knew the destination was a place i wanted to be. but now, i am on my own. i must guide myself alone. though i know i can accomplish the task, the destination seems lack luster. clouds may block my view of guiding lights, i do know they are still there. i know i will make it and in time learn that my path is as it always has been.
~adieu