Surviving The Storm

A Poem by Valentine

"Surviving The Storm"

At times I feel, like a sailing ship,
Drifting alone , in the swelling sea.
Floating away, as my mooring.....slips.
The one tie, that linked "You" and me.

The further that I...am cast from shore,
The closer I come to the storm.
Can I ride this out, or do I need more;
For my sails, appear tattered and torn.

As the ocean roars, in rolling waves;
And I drift as low...as I can go.
Just how long can I remain brave;
When I can feel, the suction, from below.

This appears to be , the most dangerous storm;
That this old ship, has ever seen.
Will I survive, although all battered and torn;
Or will I hit bottom.....and not appear again.

Lord, You are, my one Anchor in life;
If the line breaks...then where will I be.
Lost so far from You...on an ocean of strife,
Or gone forever, floating to places I cannot see.

God, please let the wind, blow me to shore;
For to be away from You, I can't stand any more.

written by Valentine [under copyright]