The Voyage by Max Burchett

by Maxwell Sebastian Burchett Set sail on an ocean, An unknown sea, At times adrift, unknown destination, No compass or charts to see. No return to original harbor I must sail on, Perilous to halt, cannot anchor In this ship not chosen. Yet I am Captain, And crew, and then First Mate, Navigator and Helmsman. Still there are lighthouse beacons On which I rely and depend, And fleets I seek to join To find my way on. To avoid sinking in my cosmic trip Or being forever lost at sea, Becoming a ghost ship, Afloat, but adrift, only me. To sail the world as a luxury cruise Or a warship from one battle to the next, Decided at time of launch in Destiny’s plan For what storms and ships will be seen on this voyage of man. This fateful voyage Is, of course, my life. The charted course of this passage, I, the captain, will sail through storms or strife. Photography by Pexels