The boat trembles and shakes
frightened of the ongoing storm.
Darkness swallows and takes
the boat’s lifeless form.

Lightning illuminates the scene
to see running and commotion.
Waves cresting out of the ocean
biding its time to careen.

Uncertain this battle wages,
all day and all night.
We pity and discredit the sages,
who had this in their foresight.

As weather comes and goes,
as the Atlantic ebbs and flows.
Even though it can be dreary and storm,
does not mean a path will not form.