A novice sailor on a lone boat, <br />Eagerly began the voyage of the life. <br />With a compass and hope in the hand, <br />Proceeded in the shore of destiny. <br /> <br />Beautifully floating in the midst blue sea, <br />Confidently rowing the oars with the speedy speed. <br />Failing to read the hurricane of youthfulness, <br />Shaking the boat by the turbulence of juvenile. <br /> <br />Turned blind to the direction of the compass, <br />And teamed up with the wind of anguish. <br />Capsizing the boat with an attitude, <br />And drowning in the pool of depression. <br /> <br />Fighting for the life within the sea, <br />Swallowing the salty water of the life. <br />The life running from him, <br />But a hope firmly tied him to the mechanism of swimming. <br /> <br />Finally emerges from the sea with the wisdom. <br />Firmly determined to reach the offshore. <br />Prudently swimming across the sea, <br />And conquering the voyage at last.<br /><br />Tshering Chekii<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-voyage-of-a-sailor/
