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
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
Begging them to push the ship back out to sea.
I hadn’t quite found
What I was looking for.