Buoyed here
At the dock
Of the bay,
I meticulously
Reset my sails
For the coming
Oppressive winds.
While I cannot
Stop their blowing
Towards me, I can
Reset a chartered course
In order to counteract them.
Indeed, while we
May not be able to
Put out the fires of Hell,
We can meet them
With anti-inflammatory
Strategies hoisted by ropes
Of Hope and undying Faith:-
Let us in readiness, hoist
Our new sails for the future
Sojourn that’s being chartered
With wretched wrinkling waters
Of the new trials and tribulations
We shall smoothly sail through
On our overcoming voyage.