I went sailing off into the wind like many times before

I took a different course when I left, but noticed a familiar shore

I steered toward the bankment and saw a beautiful tree

Standing tall, standing proud, standing free

I pulled my boat up on the sand

No one around to lend me a hand

I sat underneath the tall strong tree

Screaming out loud, searching for me

The tree embraced me like a familiar friend

What is your name I asked?

I am you and you are me, you can stand tall and free

This is the beginning not the end

Set sail the path just around the bend!

Come with me, How can I get you in my boat?

It said, how do you think you are staying afloat?