Ally

I'm not a fool at dawn, to feel an utter mess, every day exhausted, I should be at sea, on a wooden raft, time there to dream, summon ancient forms, erect my little mast, still even perfect storms, speak so clear and evenly, not roar out in distress, in my work you pay dearly, if you’re torn, living a life like this, my thing isn't yet done, I shall range the Ocean, set my shiny compass, sail a life that's calm, roll each crown of thorns, live without duress, heaven is a perfect love, I feel immaculate.