Winds and Currents

I am, it seems, at sea.
Waiting for the shift of winds
to decide how to set my sails.

There are places to go
and the winds and currents
can make the journey easier or more difficult,

they can shift my path
and the cut of the sails,
but never the destination.

About this poem

A lot of time this morning spent thinking about roadblocks in my life, a lifetime of them. And yet here I am, still journeying to be what I have always sought to be. A smarter man would have changed his destination to match the winds. But a wiser man keeps to the path he believes in.

The picture was taken on the steamship Ticonderoga, in Shelburne, Vermont.

Tom