Amid the Sea

Alone on an island far and free, Life survives amid the sea. Neither wind nor swirling sand can tempt, Life from its heavenly tent. No life is safer no joy more complete Than be from beneath the tempter’s feet. Hunger and thirst entice the soul Within the flesh they quickly grow. The scourging wind, and blistering sun Rake the skin and sear the tongue. Death’s hovering flight prowls the day And chill of night. As steps become weaker And drag in the sand, Whispers of hope lend forth a hand; “Where dwells salvation swells from a Spring; Therein is safety and pastures of green.”