The waves crashed relentlessly

Against the boat I kept as a trophy

Of my unrelenting quest.

Storms made the seas rough

I stand at the bow ready for everything

Taking on the rain

The waves

Nothing phases me.


For hours the ship is tossed around

I’m finally seated

Because standing against the wind

Was too hard.


The ship was so damaged

It hardly made it to the shore

As people rushed out to see who survived

They saw me laying on the deck

Arms outstretched

Begging them to push the ship back out to sea.


I hadn’t quite found

What I was looking for.