Whenever there's wind, bend
Or….don't
Sooner or later it will end
You will or....you....won't
You can't sail the ship
If you can't take the wind
You can only make the trip
Knowing what's sent, can't rescind
You can't take the road
If you don't pack the bags
Check the whole load
In your mind everything is tagged
Rough winds and terrain a part
Of everything we count as bliss
Some fight with all their heart
Some see every pit an abyss
It's up to you to bend
And watch others who won't
A blank signature slot at the end
Only sign if you want
Some have survived the sea
And lived to tell that tale
Other's lives buried in mystery
Sparkle out but inward failed
So bend with the storm?
The brave ones don't
One day that becomes the norm
And so forth till it won't
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great write. It captures the resiliency of a person.