It’s been long,
Days have been worse,
I started with hope, now blurry.

This sea and ship, I believed, was mine.
So I declared, to ride this tide.

How far, should I go?
When this voyage is uncertain,
And the storms are determined:
To show their majesty.


Should I return back?
As dark clouds are extinguishing, any hope of light.
Wearing costumes of:
a horror ghost,
This little fear of death, dances inside me.

Should I wait?
For these wind to calm.
This cold air freezing me into white.

Hands, shall I pray!
For God, “to come”, “save me”.

“What’s this! “, “I hear a voice! “
:
Despair and dare can’t go side by side!
I came to this journey, by my choice.
Known of: what;
how things can go.

This unmounted mountain of struggles,
I were aware.

I came with zeal of exploration.


I accepted!

All that comes,
On this way,
To see that side, I started,me sailing for.
Yes, I bow, to his mighty,
But i will play with all my might.
Yes, I pray, to the God,
But to thank, for giving me chance.

I am my own master,
Master of ship.