the waters rose
the ship hard pitched
the wind roared violently
the vessel tossed, tipped
crew tumbled
shouts let out
the wheel spinning, not one
could find the courage or sure footing
or strength to take
the helm
she laughed
at the chaos
shook her hair in the rain
rolled her sleeves up
stomped the planks
and stood on the bow in the darkness
facing the storm and soon-to-be vanquished
fear.
~
RNH
