A critical tool
To keep afloat
You are a fool
If not on your boat
Drift into sand bars
Run aground
Not like a car
Earthly bound
There are tides
And current
Waves on all sides
So do not get burnt
Buy the correct ground tackle
Many different types and traits
Correct anchoring is the battle
To avoid mistakes
There is sand
Which is the best
An anchor will stand
When your boat is pressed
Grass is the hardest to set
An anchor will slip
Which is a threat
To your ship
You need pointy flukes
To dig into the ground
There will be no rebukes
Your boat will be sound
Two anchors can be better than one
To keep your boat stable
Increasing your comfort and fun
Do not forget your cable
Plenty of chain
As far as you can
Use your brain
Keep to the plan
At least a length of five
To the depth of the water
You want to stay alive
And not rely on a spotter
Spend the money
Chain is expense
Or you will be on one knee
Begging God when it is tense
An anchor is fundamental
A way to stay grounded
Your life will be more gentle
When circumstances compounded
But what is your anchor in life
What keeps you secure
To avoid unnecessary strife
An anxiety cure
God
God is the fix
He is no fraud
Remember the crucifix
Jesus is our foundation
He is our security
Keeping us on station
He is our surety
He guarantees
Life after death
Drop to your knees
And take a deep breath
Ask for mercy
Seek repentance
Resolving your controversy
In one simple sentence
If you declare with your mouth
Jesus is Lord
and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead
you will be saved
Jesus is our salvation
And like an anchor is our buffer
From ultimate damnation
You do not have to suffer
How do you move
From one lifestyle to another way
What do you have to prove
Or who do you have to betray
Leaving your loved ones
Moving far away
Tired of the reruns
Satisfied to exit the fray
To most of us
The little things do not matter
But I cannot handle the fuss
All the unnecessary chatter
I hate the escalation of the mundane
It drives me nuts
And it hurts my brain
To live continually in a rut
So how do you escape
From this routine
Wanting to create a new shape
Without making a scene
Pray to God
Ask for direction
This is not odd
A way of injection
Create a vision
Let people know
Helps them envision
Your plan so it can grow
Grow on their minds
Not a great surprise
When I chase the winds
And say my goodbyes
What is success
How does that look
Write it down to reduce stress
Use a one dollar composition book
Write your thoughts
In this journal
Connect the dots
A commitment eternal
Read it periodically
Change it if needed
A true methodically
Success will be seeded
Payoff your debts
Have no liabilities
Easy as it gets
Increasing the possibilities
Possibilities to leave
With no restrictions
A grand reprieve
From regular convictions
Automate your finances
Depositing checks and paying bills
No reason to take chances
Create and update your wills
Fulfill your obligations
Tidy up your affairs
Mend your relations
Expend a few tears
Plan a period of months not days
To transition to your new world
A cautious journey pays
Your new life will unfurl
Unfurl in bits and pieces
Taking systematic actions
Success increases
Through these transactions
Create an exit plan
How do I get out
If crap hits the fan
And I have my doubt
Can I do it
Living on a boat
If I need to quit
Just read my notes
Follow your instructions
Knowing how to leave
Removing all obstructions
Not hard to unweave
Return to drydock on solid land
The life forgotten
Not what y0u had planned
You life will not be rotten
Appreciate that you tried
To live in a unique fashion
You did not backslide
Trying to enjoy a childhood passion
You took a trek
And you gave it a shot
What the heck
Not what you thought
But why this defeatist attitude
You have planned and trained
So do not unnecessary conclude
You will crack under the strain
God is in control
That is why you prayed
He owns your soul
So do not be afraid
God will communicate
If He disagrees
God is your mate
So be at ease
You have ignored God before
You know his wrath
You understand God more and more
You will not stray from His path
Go with assurance
A grand expedition
You have secular insurance
And divine permission
Enjoy and treasure
Toast and celebrate
This extraordinary pleasure
Sailing is your fate
Sailing Tourist
I want to sail and tour
The Caribbean and Bahamas
With a tourist brochure
And no frustrating dramas
On the sea or land
Enjoying the sights
Basking in the sand
Or climbing to the heights
Snorkeling and swimming
Catching a lobster or crap
Watching the sunlight dimming
Let me summarize and recap
Sailing from key to key
Anchoring in a safe place
Where you feel free
Free of the rat race
Not chasing time
No timetables or plans
Life with a simple rhyme
Celebrate and clap your hands
What an exciting adventure
Peaceful and serene
A promising venture
And a natural dopamine
Simply your life
Go with the flow
Throw away the strife
Enjoy God and his show
The mesmerizing waves
The tranquil blue shades
The spectacular underwater caves
The local peoples and their trades
Plenty to see
And things to do
Let it all agree
Just take a knee
Praise our Savior and Lord
Thank you for forgiveness and grace
We will never be bored
Sailing and seeking your face
I learned to sail
On a little lake
Bring on the gale
A piece of cake
We flipped
And turned
We whipped
And learned
How to sail close reach
How to right our boat
How to run up on the beach
How to sit and float
Not terribly hard
But full of fun
In our backyard
And in the sun
Friends would ride
Along with my dog
Jumping from side to side
Just like a frog
Intentionally capsizing
And driving me mad
There was no compromising
They were annoying and bad
I wanted to cruise
They wanted to tip
I would always lose
But it was my ship
A little Laser
Chasing about
A hell raiser
Fun no doubt
We were young
And it was thrilling
I was stung
Sailing was fulfilling
I was mesmerized and hooked
The rest of my life and forever more
A skill many have overlooked
I always miss when ashore
The sheets full of the wind
The boat rocking up and down
Throughout history of mankind
Sailors of old necessary playground
To travel and trade
They would navigate
And they were not afraid
It was their fate
We are tourist
On our vessels
Not real purist
We hide in nestles
Where it is secure
Until the bad weather passes
We are not on a timetable tour
Creeping about like molasses
Enjoying the swim
Fishing and eating
Everything a whim
Not competing
Enjoying life
Sailing about
No mayhem or strife
Sailing the best route
Praise on my lips
Salute to sailors of old
And their necessary trips
They were brave and bold
