PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

To withstand  the fearful squall

Of the seething  raging sea

Braving waves' high water wall

Is unalloyed futility.



Useless rudder, sail and oar,

While the winds, withdrawing, mutter,

Then returning, howl and roar

Crashing smashing  oar and rudder.



Storms do often change direction,

And the wily winds may wail,

Kieeping still, as in reflection,

Then returning, rip the sail.



Hard it is a craft to steer,

Easy to fall overboard,

Ship mates in their  dread and fear,

Will implore for help the Lord.



Billows, rushing faster now,

High and higher comes the tide,

Doomed the ship's rear, doomed the bow,-

Starless, pitch dark is the night.







Silently He walks on water,

Untouched by the wind and gale.

Face illumined, garments flutter,

Riding billows, surf and swale.



Is this ghost illusory?

Treading upon surf and squall,

Fear foments man’s fantasy-

He is not terrestrial!







“It’s a ghost, disciples quake,

Phantom, ghost, an eidolon,

Let us steer for safety's sake

The boat a little further on.



Awe inspirihng is the sight!

Will the apparition  stay?

Or keep wandering through the night?

Or pass us by along its way?.







None does know and none can say

There is more than meets the eye,

We can only hope and pray,

But it seems He is drawing nigh.







Now He speaks to them: "It's I,

Fear not! only look to me,

Lo! I heard your anguished cry,

Saw your great adversity.



"Centering on the sea you'll fail,

To do what you  can do, - and must,

And sink  as prey  to storm and gale,-

For the world, lacks faith and trust“.



“Oh my children - do not fear!

It is I, -  Salaam! Shalom!

I am with you, I am here;

Peace to you, - It’s I - I AM.





Mark 6.43-52

John  6,15 - 21

Matthews14-22



© Elizabeth Dandy