And still,
she couldn’t see the craft
carrying her through life.
If she wasn’t doing it,
what was?
An undetectable boat?
Someone rowing. Not her.
Or perhaps an invisible sail.
That would make sense
since the wind itself is invisible.
One could not see the wind
but the resulting rustle of leaves.
It was then she knew
she was a result,
of certain forces .
of certain factors.