(in answer to H. A. Fagan)
Unfathomable the wide ocean lies before me
with the sea mirror-smooth and without wind
and violent storms in which I find me sometimes
where I stand at the wheel of my boat.
Sometimes I cannot find direction, do not understand my purpose,
when it looks as if the stormy weather wants do devour me,
at times when the fog comes I feel totally blind
and I do not know to where my life and everything in it does go
but then Your beacons do again appear above me
where You are setting my life and the circumstances
where even nature does follow Your command
and when I look You do take me past trepidation,
You do jerk my back into balance when my boat does fluctuate
even do help me to repair the broken rigging.
[Reference:"Ek het geswerwe oor die oseaan"(I wandered over the ocean)by H. A. Fagan.]
© Gert Strydom
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