Sail on, Silver Girl

Far across the bridge, way against the strong tides Drifts a lonely yacht, lonely, under my watch The sailor, one missy adorned in silver stripes Bearing herself, her focus and a flaming torch A wild breeze forms creases 'pon the face of the waters Set at naught, at nought she was set A mild tempest rocks her row into hiccuping flutters Ahead, ahead she looks on with no pity nor fret Nature wars with her in her empty space As the waves crash, she sails on with grace With a spirit untamed and a heart filled with fire She lets the winds guide her, treasure island to acquire We are our hope in the multitudes of chaos We are our anchor when the world gets so cold The chances we take when against all odds Become a notion as our matters unfold