Oh Lord I look at the land but I yet long for the sea. Please let thy hand guide my journey and let thy favor be upon me. Give me clear eyesight and strong and steady hands. Be patient with me as I labor and seek to know your master plan. Let the wind take me upon my journey and return me safe again, that I may gently hold loved ones and embrace dear friends. If it should be thy judgement that my Earthly home I will see no more, let not thy servants body wash up on the shore. Take me gently into the arms and embrace me in the Deep. Let me there abide until you call me from my sleep. Know that I have done my best whatever be my fate. Unto thee I give all glory and on thee then I will patiently wait, amen

Dawn breaks on the horizon, the stormy night has passed. The dark blue Waters are dimly lit and the Shadows are fading fast. The fierce winds have died down and the white froth of the Raging main is calmed. Seagulls cry in the cool morning air as they Venture from land heralding Mariners home. Dark have been the tidings of late an unfavorable has the weather been, long Journeys and separation has found us but now that show all come to an end. For the wind blows warm at our back and the tide gently rolls in. As the sun fully brakes on a brand new morning I no there will soon be good fortune for the tides are turning again.

The floor is littered with broken dreams. The curtains are drawn to keep out the sunlight. A half empty whiskey bottle sits beside the bed. I haven't been out in a week. Life is nothing but a whole lot of clutter. I hear people outside but I just can't seem to join them. My heart is empty of emotions, they have been spilled all over the house. My sheets and pillows are stained with tears, I just wallow in the pity that they bring to my mind. I am not sure where to begin to clean up. When love is lost and your heart is shattered, you are just left trapped in the refuse that a broken relationship leaves behind.

The news shows nothing but misery. No one smiles when they pass me on the street. The snow doesn't glisten white, it looks dark and ***** these days. Store fronts have flashing lights but they are not cheerful. People seem to care more about themselves than their neighbor. There are no carols or children's laughter. Where is peace on earth and goodwill towards men? Can you tell me where Christmas has gone, and why did it have to end.

The Sky becomes dark and gray and the wind howls and turns cold. The sun is covered in a dark Veil and it's warmth cannot be felt. Distant Thunder tells of a coming storm. The horizon turns to a misty silver as the fierce raindrops fall. Many people run for cover and hide in the shelter of their homes, but a Dusty and tired farmer Stands in his field alone. He picks up clumps of parched Earth and then falls down to his knees and he sits quietly as he listens to the Thunder and feels the coolness of the breeze. What to one person may be a disaster to another is a bounty. For many days he's waited for the clouds to roll in and for the rain to fall. In what seems to be a dark hour, this man's blessings have come to call.

My parents didn't want me they abandon me to my fate. From foster home to foster home that's where I was made to stay. A ward of the state I was forgotten and no one cared now I've turned 18 and I'm staring into an abyss. Why was I even born, life is not supposed to be like this. I reach out to find someone , anyone who will care. Each time I grasp at Phantoms that are floating through the air. I've closed off my heart because I don't know how to trust, the only thing that I know is being shuffled from place to place. Now I've been kicked out with nowhere to go, I guess I really am no good. Who would ever want to love me for you see I am just damaged goods.

What do you need, has anyone ever ask you that. Most of the world thinks only of itself. Because we have become selfish and isolated, we are now frustrated and angry. If we were to perhaps stop a stranger and ask what do you need, we might shock someone and make a new friend and at least be of some help to someone other than ourselves.