Some would think

that you are dangerous

too risky to touch,

too unpredictable,

but I would say that you

have moved me

across oceans of memories,

you have guided the wind to fill my sails.

No one can

capture the fragile

sunlight

in their fingers,

and no one can

fall so far

but rise up again

to meet the sky

like you can.

You are part of me,

you wash away my pain

you stir up happiness

I didn't think I had left in me.

As I sit and watch you

I can say that you are

my blessing

and my worst enemy.

When the wind is strong

you are

treacherous and wild,

twirling and tossing,

you watch me struggle

in your icy

grasp.

You push me until

I can breathe no longer,

until I fall to the ground

in despair

and you

sit and you watch

and you wait,

daring me to step back

into the boat.