New Moorings

Daddy, there are new moorings, come see! There are shiny pontoon chains and cables, braided ropes and colorful pennants. The anchors and piles and buoys all new! He arose groggily and without ambition but allowed the boy to lead him to the quay wherein he saw indeed, new moorings! His heart quickened. Badly needed, as the old were worn, tattered, and so dangerous that ships stayed their distance from this port and steered further up the coast. Work had dried with the rotted ropes, his hope was lost to the receding waves. Until today, when new moorings renewed a deep faith that saves.