The journey begins on a shore.
Warm water flowing.
Beautiful birds chirping.
Sightful sunset glowing.
You can not ask for much more.

It matters not who starts on a boat,
or who will use their body to float.
It matters not who starts with a brother,
or who has no others.
It matters where you lie in the end;
all you did to not descent.

The distance a single man can travel in a year,
the boat can accomplish in days without the struggle or the fear.
But at the end they will both look back,
to see how far they have come; with or without slack.

As you move into the deep,
waves may look to be steep,
waves will always hit.
Waves may pull you quite a bit.
But moving forward is what you should not quit.

Throughout the journey you will realize you are not alone.
There are more boats travelling amongst your zone.
These boats will come and go,
just like winter snow.
But surely, they will leave a mark truly beau.

Life is not less than a limitless sea.
On shore it is as beautiful as it can be,
head deeper and you will be surprised by what you see.