Still waters appear in sunlight, I made it through treacherous waves,
Aqua peaks reached hidden Gods, the only way is up.
The boat that I sail on, battered to its core,
I sailed you all around the world and back once more.
Ocean grey left far behind, the roar, its voice unkind,
Playing tricks with words of battle, they penetrate my mind.
I fight back in my little boat with everything I have,
To find the cove of crystal shimmer, a resting place for a while.
Gripping hands of the sea, shook me without warning,
You tried yet failed to drown my faith, I remained proud.
Little boat drowned by waves, it breathes, the air it finds,
A will to sail, strong oars that push, dark dangers to the side.
© Michelle Sotiriou 2015