Crawl to the Moon

 By:- Stephen Fuller (S Francis)

 

I

 

God,

What are you doing

to me?

 

Like Job in a storm,

You stripped my ship of ballast

Now I must learn to swim.

 

Learn to swim?

But, I knew the strokes

Needed to survive.

 

You changed the sea,

I am oil

slipping.

 

What is next?

Do I act

Or react?

 

II

 

God, if you please,

Give my smile

Laughter.

 

Tonight,

What else

Do I have?

 

I am shipless

As the tide

Crawls to the moon.

 

III

 

The night passes

And folds itself

Into day.

 

Today, I swim,

Guide me to the

Treasure of love.

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