Jesse Rowe Poet Free verse

Fighting the Wind

I am sailing upon open waters.  The wind,  in my face, 
thrashes white sails and casts briny foam into flight
from churning seas.  My boat is buffeted by mighty waves. 
I stand at the helm with salt-stung eyes on the undulating horizon
where it blurs into storm gray sky as if a single encompassing terror. 

Then I think to myself,  "I cannot win this fight."

But what fight? 

The wind is the wind - not my foe. I can lament the injustice
or wait for its course to change,  but both of these choices, 
in the end,  will only serve to repel me farther from my destined port. 

The fight lies within me - not without. 

I choose the course,  steer the rudder,  and trim or slacken the sails. 
So with patience - and perhaps great effort - even opposing winds 
and tumultuous seas are harnessed to navigate wherever I am willing to go. 

And that is living...



9/20/2016
Based on the form (and theme) of "Gone From My Sight" by the poet Henry Van Dyke

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Brandy Nicole July 28, 2018 at 8:39 PM Yes, to feel the wind upon the skin, very exciting- uplifting indeed. Its touch is magical. I certainly think so. I want to be drifting along the tenderness of a beautiful sky. Always let the wind take you where you are meant to go. ~ Brandy

Poet Destroyer A September 20, 2016 at 4:41 PM Jesse and that is living, I think you can do anything you put your mind too. enjoyed. LINDA Jesse Rowe September 20, 2016 at 6:09 PM Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed reading it.