Sailing Towards Romblon
Eagerly we wait,-
As early as the sun mount,-
At the harbor’s plank.
After a short while…
We heard the Ferry’s hail
And shouted us, to come up!-
With our kits and bags!
While on the ship…
I look down and wave.
Then some men unknot the rope;
Ready now to cruise.
I and my buddies-
Walk around and watch the sea,
Here at the yacht’s ridge.
You know what?...
Midway of the sea,
Dolphins jumping, one by one,-
Then hurriedly plunged.
I exclaimed and said:
“Oh! What a wonderful sight!
What a wonderful God!
His creations declare-
The brilliance of His wisdom
And his love to man.”
The night falls…
The moon appears and-
Its light creates a crystal-
Sea in the calm night.
But suddenly…
Waves beneath, disturb
And cause me headache, as we’re-
Approaching Romblon.
Feeling as if the-
Ship is sinking, I quietly-
Prayed, I really begged.
Then I asked myself:
“How everything come to pass?
Does He always will?”
But at last!…
The dawn sets again.
And seems to utter its over;
Sunbeams gladly glare.
I saw friends rushing,
Getting their bags, moving down
From the Ferry’s lodge.
And then…
At the harbor’s coast,-
A man approached us, saying;
“Welcome to Romblon!”
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