Sailing Love's Course
A silence pierced unknown darkness
in my ship's planks that are brittle.
Call to her what brings you to bless
my heart's carving with your whittle.
A light guides this lonely sailor
traveling through hurtful's thick fog.
A lonely semblance in blights blur
is all I could write in my log.
A fairness which is so very divine.
She showed her face of an angel.
Sense now steers my ship to align
within course's perfect angle.
Destination was unknown prior.
I have a purpose in my sojourn.
You who I have come to admire
blow my sails through every turn.
I turn to glance and see your face.
I give you thanks my blessed thee.
My humble vessel you do grace
as I sail through life's lonely sea.