*Picture curtesy of www.geminilion.blogspot.com.
I wrote this poem in 2004 as a freshman in college.
“To Ride Out a Storm”
I stand on the deck of this sailing ship,
That is swaying violently on the storming sea.
Salt encrusted sails valiantly cling to
Wooden, weathered masts, while being whipped
By raging wind and pelted by piercing rain.
I watch as my Captain guides this vessel
Through the ruthless tempest.
I stand in awe while He steers this ship
Through water and lightning,
Just as a knife cuts through soft butter.
Though many fear this ravaging ocean,
I do not, for my Captain is at the helm.
Just as the thunderheads begin to break,
I climb the ropes and scan the horizon.
The sun peaks through, and I praise
My capable Captain who is at the wheel.
I look abroad, yet I see no land.
This trip to the bright, New World
Is not quite over, but I am not scared
Because my Captain never fails
To ride out a storm.