Weather the Storm

 when we weather the storm

so desperate, dark

when we fight

three sails to the wind

crashing waves to the deck

threatening

pulling us down

undoing our course

our voices drown 

all sound is thunder,

crashes

and clanging of the bell

black waves buck

kick at the hull

let the stallion

from the stable

when we weather this storm

when the salt spray

stings our eyes

burns our lips

panicked

out of control

in our fear

we still know

we must be strong

resolved

our beautiful ship

we must be steeled

and the ship steered

to its true course

 

I say,

take down the sails

and heaviness of spirit

for

build we did

from this mighty heart 

this comely craft

splendour abounds

and strength of keel

let us listen to the sea

let our ship

respond and caress

the angry tide

tack to the curl

our heads held high

we'll weather the storm

for we see the breaking sky

beyond the clouds

of doubt

to this quest

I will hold you

tightly, tightly

then

let this ocean be our friend

carrying us

gracefully

and we see the horizon

again

my love

steer this ship

with me

 

when the morning comes

bright and clear

let us break the day

with laughter

our heads up

our arms

and hearts open

we fill our lungs

and heark

to the four points

of our compass

of love

let it spin

dizzily

until we have chosen

our bearing true

now fill our sails

and sail away

away, away

and the wide, wide ocean

at once our friend

a sunset

to feast the eyes

a full moon

to have and to hold

a star to guide us

we see

and the ocean

will deliver us

 

for our land

we seek

our meadows green

and to this quest

I will hold you

tightly, tightly

until then

this ocean is our friend

carrying us

gracefully

and we see the horizon

again

my love

steer this ship

with me

Reviews

[Brianna Brie]

Yes, I really like that the storm is weathered together. Full and sure, but not something that will destroy. This is an inspiration to read. Lovely.

[Lydia Shutter]

I am VERY impressed with this poem, Nathan. You carry the reader through the gamut of emotions using a splendid metaphor of a rocky ship on the ocean. All relationships have high and low points...waves of emotion...it is with true love and devotion couples manage to brave the storm and then:

"when the morning comes
bright and clear
let us break the day
with laughter"

A catharsis.....and so very beautiful! It's amazing to me that this has not been reviewed more often. Your talent shines here. Thank you for sharing this with me. Lydia