Writer's Block: Destined for greatness
Mar. 29th, 2010 02:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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There is a wind and there is a tide.
We are the boat that is balanced between the two.
We are borne by the tide and blown by the wind.
It is we that raise the sails, we that dip the oars or steer the rudder.
And yet we ask, who has sent the wind? what is that pulls the tides?
And have we really changed our course or decided our destination?
When we see rocks, we are sad - and when we see a beautiful island we are happy.
But to a giant all landmasses look much the same.
Sometimes we curse the wind or the tides, but why should the air be concerned or the sea?
And should we?
There is a wind and there is a tide.
We are the boat that is balanced between the two.
We are borne by the tide and blown by the wind.
It is we that raise the sails, we that dip the oars or steer the rudder.
And yet we ask, who has sent the wind? what is that pulls the tides?
And have we really changed our course or decided our destination?
When we see rocks, we are sad - and when we see a beautiful island we are happy.
But to a giant all landmasses look much the same.
Sometimes we curse the wind or the tides, but why should the air be concerned or the sea?
And should we?
