by Amanda Heersche

Created on: March 16, 2009

It seems like yesterday was a year ago.

So much has happened each day; I grow.

I've journeyed far these past few months,

Waiting for the storms to calm; just once.

Even though the roaring seas are calm once more,

I can't seem to let go of my rowing oar.

I don't trust the calmness of the sea,

For the sea can change so easily.

But, I can't stay in the boat for long.

The boards are breaking; the waves are strong.

I see that another storm awaits ahead;

Should I continue, or give up instead?

There's a possibility that my boat won't last.

What will happen when this next storm has came and passed?

Which will overcome the sea, or me?

Will the struggle end in victory?

I'm exhausted and depleted after crashing onto shore;

That boat once used for travel is found in pieces on the floor.

The shore is my retreat, but not my destination.

I must go back to sea, but there is hesitation.

I am halfway there- it's not to late to turn around.

Then again, why leave the shore; I'm safe on solid ground.

I sit pondering my decision,

While seeking for a new found vision.

I look at my shattered remains.

I see the fears; I see the pains.

I see the tears; I see the chains.

What can fix this torn and broken soul?

What can bind together- make me whole?

This journey has taken me far and wide.

But, the real journey took place inside.

I shall conquer the seas once more,

But with no boat shall I explore.

The boat I have put aside,

Along with my selfish pride.

I cannot take on the seas alone.

I have tried it once; it made me groan.

I can no longer try to get there on my own strength.

It is possible, but is it worth the timely length?

I've accepted the life raft thrown to me,

Agreeing to let God's grace set me free.

His power and love carry me through the sea;

I'll get to my destination more peacefully.

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