Michael Edwards

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In squalling winds the storm increased

the vessel deep in swirling troughs

beneath the jaws of surging waves

where no escape was evident

from natures frenzied trackless deep.

 

On seasoned sailors beaten faces,

sick by violent calenture,

the reckoning of death recorded

‘til all tempests rage abated

reinstating thoughts relief.

 

And in relief the vows they made

helped ease the agonies of mind

but soon to face returning threats

their destiny as yet unknown

by spirit of the cyclic seas.