Life Journey

My boat is flimsy and drawn by the stream
And spirited wind inflates its sails
My soul is gleeful and vast are its wings
And it flies the space with no limits
And the joy it sings fills the sky and the sea
And no land is seen in the distance
The journey of life is an endless stream
Who cares about harbors or anchors ?
The boat is flimsy and light and swift
And the spirit is riding its rudder
And cares it not if afar is a shore
For what matters is not destination