I’m the living vessel
rocked back and forth
by the wildest storms
but sailed on their anger that warms.

I’m the missing page
that restores the edge
when patched back
to my rightful place.

I’m the last piece
that keeps the world afloat
with my countless flaws
that shares my lows.

I’m the only ride
that brings you back to life
brushing with leaves
As we flee in delight.