Life is like the wind,
Each day it seems to change..
Change in new directions
To raise our sails again.
We think we have it mastered,
Our sails and course are set;
Only to be blown off course,
Set our sails again.
A gentle breeze..
We are at ease..
Sail peacefully serene.
A tempest blows..
We thrash about..
Uncertain what to do.
But in the end...
The wind our friend..
Keeps us moving forward..
And that's what really matters.