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The boat,
          smooth sea,
                     tight sail,
                              the bow slices the
                                               blue-green

Men at ease with their Leader, their Friend.
 Asleep, now, in the debris of broken nets
 and smells and scales of long-gone fish.

All’s well, far from the shore,
                  In hush, swift they go,
                               Ventures to come through voyages’ mist.
                                                   Blind, they travel, to dangers unknown.

“Listen!’ says one.
          The distance stirs
                     with thunderous breaths
                                  expelled in long agonizing screech.

Wind-filled seas assault,
 the roar and waves, boiling foam,
 tangle cords in shears of cloth.
 The sea, severe, spurns order and sense.

Screams mix with terrifying roar.
            The storm’s rages rise
             to meet men’s fearsome cries,
                 “Where’s our good One
                   who sent us to this watery hell?”

Terror-filled, a soul looks down, wondering if it’s real.
            The sight of their Man
            sleeping through the
            horror, violence and hopeless distress.

Harsh, they grab His coarse cloth
          to shake awake
          the One who must have
          made a horrible mistake.

Eyes open, He hears their
          insane, hopeless pleas,
          “Save us, save us,
           or we, all, will certainly die!”

Wiping the sleep and fish scales
          from His face,
          One elbow props up the perplexing sigh,
          He looks to them and stares
                     and looks once more.

To their worldly moment,
 soon lost in time, He asks,
        “Why do you fear?”
        “Why?” demands He, for answers already known.

To their hearts and spirits, He speaks,
 “Your faith from heaven is lost,
            forgotten,
            so sadly forgotten in Me!”

“Who are you men?
          What of the sea?
No matter, sinking or sailing,
          Your true self, your purpose
                                   belong to Me.”

“For best and greater,
          always in My hands,
To love, to guide,
           eternity bring I.
                   We’re one,
                                forever!
                                          Yes, we’re one
                                                     together,
                                                            always and always, you and I.”
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