‘How can the waters of life be navigated?’
For I feel I am drowning sometimes
Whereas other times I feel I am in control
In control over the waves and tides,
Over the tempest and turbulence
And at such times, I feel like the man
The man that languishes in sorrow;
I notice that when I am in control
Then I fear the most
For I know not what I think I know
But when I let the Wind guide me
I find myself safely ashore
So I resolved not to steer my ship
I have let down my mast,
I have set sail and steadied course
But I’ll steer not the rudder
Let the Wind guide me and lead me…

© Chukwudi Isaac

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