Conquest

Upon prow
Eyes downward gaze
Storm engulfs
Waters enraged

Thunder claps
Waves now roar
Sirens call
To ocean's floor

Lightning rifts
Mast hews prow
Circumcised vessel

Timber made toy

Mustard seed courage
Weakest strength

Ship erect
Raised for depth

Wave hands carry
Start the end
Distance traveled
Short the time

Discharged

Exhaustion

Drenched upon dry land

Journeys peril
Prow still calls


- J.G. Smith(03/15/05)