My Ship

I finally get it
all those analogies
about holding that ship steady,
the winds, waves and the storms...
Not an easy skill
but getting better with time
and practice.
Each time
I get blown away
and return,
finding that ship
still intact!
A scratch here or there
a delusion lighter
a mistake lighter
a hurt lighter
and intact
just lighter
and easier to steer.

Glad I am capable
momentarily
of the most noble
selfless
unconditional
but always thrown off course
like a rag
dont expect this
every day,
not even all day,
not even
a moment
after this moment.
All the best
and all the worst
is all in me.
Oscillating
in between
right now
like never before.
This is how I expand,
pushing my limits,
exceeding them
again and again
and shocking myself.

I guess I am versatile.
Unpredictable.
Capable of much
or less than human.

And still that ship sails
intact.
This is a miracle.
I have a home after all.