Captain of his own ship
He’s a man of the sea
He could be anyone
Maybe even you or me
Adrift on calm waters
Where smooth sailing prevails
His logbook filled with many a page
As again the wind fills his sails
He knows not
His destination
His only hope
Long awaited salvation
At night his companions are the stars
By day the radiant Sun
He contemplates his life
And the course he’s on
Where might the wind take him?
This he knows not
But in his Captain’s log
Life’s teachings well taught
Of rough waters
And wind driven rain
The loss of loved ones
And deep emotional pain
Days of wonder
Nights of laughter across the miles
All in all a rich man
As he tallies up the smiles
And now with sails full
Stars that twinkle above
In his Captain’s log he writes
There’s always a trace of love
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