Wednesday, 31 January 2018

Motionless White

Motionless White
Numbers on a map. 
No more. 
So much ocean. 
Men adrift at sea. 
Only hope keeps them alive. 
That and faith in God. 
Old misplaced ways left behind. 
New ways reborn. 
The miracle happens. 
Picked up by a trawler. 
Too late for one. 
Fine for five. 
A miracle? 
You, Jesus, tell me.

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