Ship with a thousand sails

I am a ship with a thousand sails
How lovely it is
To feel her breath in every one
Who can guess the shape
Of the human spirit
Flat, like the world was
Or round, like we know it to be?
It’s okay to be God-like
We were made in His image
And if She be for you
Who can be against?
Creative and Forgiving
The world has many magnets
Every man two poles
Plus a place in the middle
Where good and evil meet.
Choose your boat
Which seas you sail
There is no direction
That cannot take you home
By sun and moon
How marvellous to feel
The canvas plume
And in the end
- Tiller and nest -
Our lives are all we have
To commend us to the stars.