the middle of the ocean
all alone it seems
no one in sight
east west north south
the sun is turning down
darkness on the cusp
pitch black abyss arriving
deathly dark will soon settle
fear tries to hijack your thoughts
suddenly you remember
Isaiah forty-one, ten
slowly breath returning again
fear now ejected from your body
comfort and assurance ushers in
weakened sense of loneliness
sailing away and strength comes again
you see, being the lone ship in the sea
is not what it appears to be
just because the eyes can't see
doesn't mean his presence is absentee
the Creator is always there
no need to cast a life preserver
he is near to catch you
trust the waters
Trust the Waters, Secluded Not was written for the WDYS prompt by Sadje.
