The Vessel

What would it be like to have a ship
A ship whose sails not only were pushed along by the wind behind them
Moving the transport in the cardinal directions
but also forced ahead by time and pulled back by the ticking of the clock

Imagine a ship capable of going anywhere
Anytime
Anyplace
Any moment
Any location
From your past lifetime.

Where would you take your ship?

The moment you realized your first love?
That time when joy surpassed all of life’s miseries?
How about when beauty seemed to bring you to a loss of words?
When family and friends were so close that they surrounded your heart and soul in a blanket of warmth?

Or would you return to those defining moments
Those days
Hours
Minutes
Seconds
In which decisions, actions, people and events defined you from then on?

How about pain?
Would you change the moments that brought you anguish,
Or would you recognize that they
shape you
Mold you
Form you
By ironing out the wrinkles and smoothing out the edges?

With unlimited power behind you,
pushing you forward,
There is no limit to what you could do.

Then the question arises
Now what?

By spending time in the past, the current day has been slipping away like sand through the fingertips of a child who doesn’t understand the precious resource.
That’s what it is.
Time.
Precious.
A resource to be molded into anything you make it.

Although a second may seem infinitesimally small in the eyes of one who has their whole life ahead of them,
That second could be the one a child dreams of their entire life,
or the one a woman desperately wishes she could have back as her seconds remaining slowly but surely begin to disappear.

What will you mold your time into?
Will you spend it setting sail to explore the islands of yesterday,
Or will you follow the North Star into the unknown of tomorrow?
Living each moment like a new island to be discovered
To revisit
To cherish
To love
As one that could define the rest of your life.