Adrift

compass

Balanced on my board,

I use my paddle to keep me steady

Even keeled, I try to be

The wind gusts

I guess at least 12 knots

Instead of fighting it,

I let it steer my direction

It’s fruitless to resist it anyway

Glancing back toward the shore from which I came,

I start to draw parallels of my life

It’s easy to see a straight line,

from Point A to Point B,

in hindsight

But life isn’t as simple as it appears to be

Even out on the water

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