The ocean riding the ship

With each tick of the ticking clock
The ship hurls back to the dock
Back and forth, waves make it rock
Gently by the sea

As wind and waters calm
Sun retreating in horizon's arms
Stars are calling, with twinkles warm
It is time, now, to just be!

Soon will come the anchor time
Ship will be dropped amidst the tide,
All the storms and breezes fine
Just a memory true yet not

Before this ship drops us and goes
For a few moments, lets drop the rows
Of doings, becomings
and all the knows
And anchor, rejoice,
in the ocean within...
traversing itself