When you’re born

You start a journey

You sit on your boat

And sail.

You get guidance with how to catch wind

How to find north

How to fend for yourself among violent waves

And how to manage the boat.

Now you sail alone

Sitting on a boat

No wind to catch and no stars to track

And it feels as though the ocean froze

You pass others ships who travel differently

In different boats

On different journeys

And at different speeds.

Yet stuck on a boat

That feels like it hasn’t moved

Or changed

Since it began its journey