Kill the motor and hoist the sail

No need to burn gas while the winds prevail

They will take you out to sea

Traveling as quiet and gentle as can be

Meanwhile engines pur

Other boats seam to fly past in a blur

But the ocean is vast

And speed doesn’t always last

Long after the roars cease

You can continue to explore about in peace

Until you arrive

To a place where you can thrive

Why rush if life isn’t a race

And you can get there at your own pace?