I set aboard across the sea
One morning high to hunt some food
But soon the sky became cloudy
Earlier thought the weather’s good

Then hard zephyr passed over me
While at the middle waters deep
Descend the sail so hastily
Must shore return – row, row, row keep

But miles away the land to see
Flashed lightning, roared thunder, poured rain
On my small boat so heavily
Returning safe seems to be vain

Alongwith me my family
Father, mother and lone sister
We cried for help from somebody
But we alone who are in there

So I invoke the Almighty
To stop the storm once and for all
Great, kind and merciful is Thee
To heed my most desparate call.

-07/20/2013