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May 4, 2014

 

The Ship and The Storm

 

The waves with clash and clamour

beat furious against the hull

relentless pound at beam and board

seek endless to bend iron to their will

The winds so howling strong

to move mountains from their root

sing chaos through the lines

tempt strength to challenge strength

This ship, assaulted, strains

its moorage, tugs against its bond

to dance upon wilding waves

exult the winds tumultuous song

Winds siren-song, waves caress

urge it slip its long-held anchor

and free carouse the open sea

Yet doom awaits that course

unescapable, swift and certain

Strongly though it ride the waves

in answer to winds beguiling call

death below the surface waits

to shatter fragile hull on shoals

well hid behind the storms façade

and integrity shattered, slowly die

 

By its anchor held, though battered

this ship will withstand the storm

 


Each New Day A Miracle
Copyright Peter Rhebergen
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