In the stream of light
I saw no end in sight,
The passing waves and the calm,
Made my mind yearn for warmth,
The dead winds killed hope,
And the sun struck my eyes and made it difficult to cope.
The nights even worse,
With the temperatures low and and winds burst.
The cool water splashing on deck,
Of the lifeboat in risk of an anytime wreck.
With thou creatures of thy sea ,
Creating a misery with mine fears and mine dreams.
With my rations diminishing,
And a hope to live vanishing,
Thy departure not far,
With fear being in power.
Thus I lie
Waiting to die,
Hoping to survive,
thy ravaging sea and strong tide
O reader, with compassion and love
Pray for my good health from above
For thy prayers be answered
With thy showers of concerns