Gallant ship at risk
Battered by stormy seas
Crew now in peril
Bringing all to their knees
Wayward direction
No other help about
Lost in dark tempest
Navigating with doubt
Evil’s doom waiting
Chaos stirring despair
Waves follow waves
Growling like hungry bears
Hope draining away
Gloomy clouds hiding day
Erratic compass
Searching for tranquil bay
Turmoil faced alone
Unwelcome darkness roams
Light ahead invites
Sailing toward safety’s home
Beacon now fading
Promise dwindles away
Tomorrow postponed
Surrendering its way
Big Sky Buckeye 
That’s powerful and a reminder that we are not guaranteed a tomorrow.
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Thank you Kev. I appreciate you sharing this encouraging reminder.
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Another masterful poem, Richard. You made every word count! / You’ve got me thinking: Fight as we might, the day will come when we can no longer forestall death. What then? “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead” (1 Peter 1:3). Hallelujah!
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Nancy, I appreciate your kind words. Thanks for sharing these words of faith and blessed Scripture from 1 Peter. God’s peace!
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says so much … has such a deep meaning but does remind me of the Edmund Fitzgerald
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Kate, thanks for sharing your perspective. I’ve listened to Gordon Lightfoot’s song about the Edmund Fitzgerald often so there is probably a bit of its story hidden in these verses.
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aha that fits 🙂
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