Who sketched the vessel adrift in dreams

Anchored where the ocean gleams

Who held the scroll to unseal the years

To calm the tide of fleeting fears

Waves rise and fall clouds veil the moon

Times fleeting glow fades too soon

The wind sweeps past sails retreat

A lone boat drifts where worlds compete

A river of stars both bright and dim

Who pens this tale for time to skim

No question asked of depths or shores

Yet the heavens whisper forevermore

Painted vessel floating through the gale

Unmoved by lifes unyielding tale

Hearts like oars in mirrored seas

Navigating fates mysteries

With smoke on my brow and silence below

Though the journeys far the winds will show

Even if storms obscure the sun

This voyage sails toward the one