The Sail Done Right?

The Ship first sailed slowly,

Analyzing and deciphering around,

The shore seemed beautiful,

But so did the Water around.

The waves though were rising higher,

Resembling the beats of Ship's heart,

But the soul had decided finally to cross,

to cross the boundary and experience the havoc!

Or may be the desire had invented one more desire,

To share its sorrow and pain,

To share its happiness and delight,

For, the Water did promise to be always by its side!

And thus the curse to be followed,

To be always mesmerized by its form,

To be always enchanted by whichever shape it takes.

For, the Water needs no shape of its own,

And although impure and salty at times,

Still is required by all!

And this requirement of all made the whole difference,

For the Ship was already in the middle,

In a space where it had only requirement, One!

Only Water and nothing else..

But how can it forget..?

Water is required equally by all!

Thus each day the relation of Ship with water differed,

But each day, one or the other prooves their worth,

With each tide and each wave,

The Ship stood erect,

And the water too retained its soul

Calmly and peacefully,

Carrying the burden of all!

For, the ship of relations too,

Relations of any kind though,

Who performs which role only you may know,

But each relation

Just requires Water and a Ship like core!