Life is like a sailor at sea
Never knowing when to expect the next storm to arrive
Wondering if he's heading in the right direction
Or if repentance is creeping up upon his side
One minute the sun is shining
Resplendant through the omniscent blue of the sky
Creating a comforting solace
For the sailors anxious eyes
But before he can relish
The beauty of the day
A bolt of lightening strikes in the distance
Making his boat begin to sway
The storm clouds deviate
Bringing ominous promises about the air
The sailor must turn his course of direction
With life seeming so unfair
