This poem may not appeal to everyone. It does tell you a little of the ups and down in my own life, the religious upbringing I had, the life I lived as a youth, living mostly on my own, the return to faith in my more mature years. If you enjoy it I am happy, if it does some good it will make me even happier.
I DRIFTED ON LIFE’S RESTLESS SEA
I drifted on life restless sea.
Wild storms did toss me all around.
So dark it was, I could not see.
How I wished I were homeward bound.
My wayward ship pitched stem to stern.
Swells surged and heaved it side to side.
What costly lessons one must learn.
It seemed my past I could not hide.
Like Jonah who to Tarshish fled,
I fled the God, I knew at home.
Refused all wisdom, that was said.
Would sail my ship, just on my own.
With youthful joy, I did set sail.
Enjoyed the balmy breeze and sun.
My faith I covered with a veil.
Could only think of friends and fun.
The balmy breeze soon came to end.
So did the fun and friendships too.
Mistakes, some grave, so oft I made.
Then angst, confusion, in me grew.
I thought of times, when still a child
I sat with awe on mother’s knee.
She sang of Jesus, meek and mild,
Of God who loved a child like me.
I took that song. Made it my own.
What peace and joy it brought my heart.
The good my mother had so shown
From it, I thought, I’d never part.
What folly the alluring world
Imposed upon my artless mind.
Dazzling pleasures around me swirled
And made me so naively blind.
Forgetting the good, I had known
I thought to sail my ship alone.
My heavenly Pilot would have shown
The treacherous shoals, to me unknown.
No longer will I sail my ship alone.
An unfailing Guide, I deeply need.
My God will bring me safely home.
Humbly, to Him my will I cede.
VP Aug. 9, 2008
