WITH RESOLUTION
Although the path we walk is firm
the sea of sorrow ebbs and flows
with tidal waves of deep despair
and clad in armour of reserve
our careless footsteps seek the shore
where censored souls seek sanctuary.
We board within a sheltered place
protected from the driving blasts
and ride the gales which rage the seas
to take possession of our thoughts
and aspirations that we seek
set deep within the vessels hold.
Now resolute with turning tides
and griefs dark shadow left behind.