A Floating Wood

A wood could be seen,
floating on the sea.
But did that mean anything?

The tide came in,
and the wood drifted away.
But did that mean anything?

Day by day passed,
the wood was still floating.
But did that mean anything?

The wood had drifted,
far, far away,
from its original spot.
It had lost its way,
by following nature blindly,
and not fighting against it.

A floating wood in the sea,
did that mean anything at all?