I am driftwood,
shaped by waves
I did not choose,
softened by salt,
cracked by time.
I float not to escape,
but because I no longer sink.
There is no anchor,
......
Driftwood
I drift, but not because I’m lost—
The waves have taught me what life costs.
No map, no mast, yet still I go,
With faith in tides I do not know.
The sun still warms, the stars still guide,
Though winds may change and paths divide.
I’m shaped by storms, but not undone—
......
I am driftwood,
shaped by waves
I did not choose,
softened by salt,
cracked by time.
I float not to escape,
but because I no longer sink.
There is no anchor,
......
Driftwood
I drift, but not because I’m lost—
The waves have taught me what life costs.
No map, no mast, yet still I go,
With faith in tides I do not know.
The sun still warms, the stars still guide,
Though winds may change and paths divide.
I’m shaped by storms, but not undone—
......