Rhapsody

The Keel

The wind and waves that batter on the sea

The storm that brews to toss up life's debris

Desire to tip the ship unto the lee

To topple to the herd's insanity

But keel goes deep beyond unmeasured depths

Self-honesty, reflection intercepts

No need to haul and batten down the sails

The detritus, loose baggage, clears the rails

The ride is rough, 'tis what this life entails

As depths of life's significance unveils

The wind and waves and storm of life all fail

Naiveté and clarity prevail

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