Set Forth
The waves are steady and still
Bright is the sun like a daffodil
but a storm is brewing up ahead
Some stayed, but others fled
Determined was I to sail hereafter
no matter what, despite the disasters
Relentless waves kept striking me
The storm gets heavier and it’s harder to see
Not knowing which direction I was heading,
I kept going regardless of the setting
Water lunges and the boat sways harder,
but what lies ahead imbued me with great ardor
I scream for help but no one hears
Rain mixes in with the tears
Not knowing where I am I’m lost at sea,
but I kept sailing, and a dash of light passes me;
with nowhere else to go I follow the light
I follow it with all my might
The light is warm and the light is kind
drifted ashore, a lighthouse is what I find
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