Is your little boat lost? Interpretation of an Emily Dickinson Poem

I was reading an Emily Dickinson Poem today and was reminded of Bhagat Namdev's shabad "Sansar Samunde" -


'T was such a little, little boat
That toddled down the bay!
'T was such a gallant, gallant sea
That beckoned it away!

'T was such a greedy, greedy wave

Here is my read of this poem:

The immature human, the toddler, ventures out like a little boat into the bay of life. It is lured, it is beckoned by the maya of the world, the gallant sea. Unfortunately, a greedy wave comes and licks this immature human boat into the deep dark sea. 

There are others in the sea that can withstand these waves ... larger boats with stately sails.  But the little ones are lost.  Your little boat. The little boat of your life that you have crafted with your hands.  This little boat you are responsible for ... not the other boats with the stately sails.

Although you can learn from those boats with the stately sails ... if you learn from the stately sails, perhaps you won't be as.  If you don't learn in time, you will drown (Farid - Beda Bandh Na Sakyon Bandhan ki vela).  The immature human needs to build these stately sails himself, and with the wisdom of these Guru Sails, you can better cross the ocean.