Men must go to the seas.
Sailor and wayfarer share this desire.
Mired in rich tradition, a mission
of heart; determination.
In ships and boats
floats and dinghy and rafts.
Any water-tight craft will serve.
Grey cummulo-ominous clouds
churning, yearning for release.
A treacherous chop,
the surging surf of a spiraling sea.
A dangerous dilemma,
way off shore and a combative oar.
Wishing to not become debris,
men must go to the seas.
God help them all!
(C) Walter J. Wojtanik, 2015