the Anchor......?

 

I am drifting

Here to there

From" to " too fro

My anchor shift

By current swift

Hopeless it seems

To keep it fixed

 

Whereas and Wherefore

I cannot ignore

My legs grow weaker

Beneath the flow

This rising tide

Which none expected

Will not relent

To push me on

 

Was not by choice

That moves my ship

Sails fixed tight

Wrapped ‘round mast

Must I resolve?

To fight with oar

Place my fortune

In another's path

 

Is this movement?

A persistent quest

Abandoning me onward

Toward a greater fate

My mind now confined

In what must be refined

I pull anchor and hoist sail.....