If I am to be Ulysses
Let the sails be carried
For the strongest of the winds
They do not faze me
But i bow to them gently
For they shall carry me to the shore
I on this endless ocean of possible wrecks and landings
Am nothing but a dependent
On a call and a fair wish
Of one I wish to sail towards
So come at me winds
Be fierce
Be wild
Howl like you shall rip my soul off my body
I shall stand at the deck
Watch the sails dance
Knowing you would draw me ashore