My Ship's Journey

Through the darkest oceans I see

A wave of salty waters moving towards me.

The moist wood of my ship’s floors

Were never soaked in water before.

The first time I started to load my ship

I was unsure, tapping my fingertips.

While seeing all those enormous waves,

My thoughts gave me an uncertain face.

Though thinking what would happen,

The ropes at the dock I loosened.

At last my wooden ship softly joined the ocean

And swiftly moved through the ocean.

Though the water banged and pounded my ship’s walls,

The ocean waves were still after all.

And when my ship touched the land,

I stopped and stretched my hand.

After all the troubles at sea,

I knew I was brave, and there is strength in me.

And now I’m here on land;

I am happy, from the oceans I am free!