The voyage is overwhelm by the high seas
Relation-ship bobs on water crest
Land holds a distant horizon west
Sea sickness throbs the head at best
Hold steady as she goes with turbulent flow
Once on the ship there is no safety in a dive
No desire to tread the waters murk
Nor meet the creatures hungry lurk
Ride the ‘ship’ between the rocks
In danger comes the heavenly prayer
Even in the Sirens call to tease to death
Unsteady as she goes to meet her life’s quest
Torn and worn with no regret
The overwhelm at last finds rest
On a beach with life’s debris
Scattered from the claiming sea
Let waves lick the wounds undone
The Sun claims away all the gloom
Resting here for a awhile longer
Till the body rests and becomes stronger
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 