Steer Not Into That Gale Poem by Hal Caufield

Steer not into that gale.
We will not survive.

Alas, I know it was I
That steered into the hurricane.
And for that I must pay
A sailor’s price.
I’ve been battered long and hard.
Tattered and haggard,
I’ve hung on hope.
I’ve seen the eye,
And I’ve dreamt
We can finally survive.

But, I know we will not go on
If you steer into that storm.
I would not abandon ship.
But I know in that storm
You will drift afar,
And I will never get you back.

Steer not into that gale.
This ship is worth all our love
All our passion, all our soul.
I would do anything to have
Avoided the storm I sailed you through.
Forgive me.
Avoid the gale,
Set full sail,
And know I will never fail.