Adrift at sea I here be
Awaiting the dawn to
Welcome me. Darkness
Looms within the waves
Of silent thought
And salty spray.
Upon the breath
Of death I ride eager
For my soul to hide.
I touch the darkness
Though I feel you not;
Your whispers
Beckon and console
My wounded soul
To feed my thirst
To partake,
To quench the hunger
For my sake.
Upon this raft of Christ
I cling to anchor me,
To hold me fast,
To lift my soul beyond
My task. I cast my gaze
Beyond the waves which
Glimmer in a moon-lit haze.
I splash my face
With sin's delight
Weighing its worthless
Fluid might.