Colliding with ... reflection

I am sometimes struggling to know if i have 'arrived', who i am with. 

I wonder, or rather suspect, that we should never 'arrive', its not a destination. 

Its probably how things go awry, 
assume 'fit & forget', not try! 

Then i feel need to show clear intentions, show navigation lights, 
with no fickle inventions,
a steady course to comply 
- Avoidance of Collision Regulations.

But, we are not clumsy vessels, deep draught, constrained by channels.

I am sometimes the Albatross, 
skimming wild Southern Ocean
seeing, knowing innately,
a timeless notion. 

Then i am a Tern, so swift and agile, 

plummeting white dart, 

a stone piercing glass, 

confounding blue expectation with its pace, 

no trace. 

I love to dive, Atlantic or North Seas, 

hit chilled water in sharp flight, 

heart stopped in that flash of white happening
inevitability. 

Choose to give up control (love this paradox), 

relish the cruel squeezing cold, 

breath fighting. 

Knowing, achingly being, deeply me, 

feeling hot blood rush to resist the cold grip ... 

.....shouting to be alive!