Overwhelmed

For many years, I’ve sailed the ocean
Studied it with strong devotion
I even let my fingertips trail
Still keeping an eye on my steady sail

For many years, I was content
And thought the waves were heaven-sent
The sunsets warmed my tired eyes
Sunrises painted cheerful skies

But soon a storm disturbed my comfort
I won’t deny, it most certainly hurt
As the wind and the waves, they threw me down
They hurled me high, beyond the bow

In vain I strove to find my ship
Only to find the last sinking tip
The water felt cold, overwhelming
As I fought to escape the oncoming helming
Of water, a wave so enormous in size
Resigned, let it crash as I squeezed shut my eyes

Slowly waking once more, I looked around

Seeing nothing, but still there was a small sound
Like a whisper it was, so small and so frail

Reached to find the song’s source, but to no avail

So peaceful was I, having been lost from my crew
Overwhelmed by the ocean that I hardly knew
The miles of ocean beneath my dear surface
Strangely filled me with hope, with strength, and with purpose

Tears blending with the water’s cool

As I realized that I was a fool
To have thought that the ocean could be truly known
Without taking a dive, without going below

The ocean’s whisper warmed my heart
The freedom I felt painting pictures, set apart
From the confinement of staying in my little boat
And the struggle of trying to stay afloat

This place is now where I belong
Though blind I was, oh how my heart longed
To be filled like this, supported, surrounded
And so I find rest in how the whisper sounded.