I walk across the hollow deck
     placing my hand
         on the railing
             of the bow
and I gaze
     across the sea

I close my eyes
and breath
one
     two
         three
The roaring waves calm
     a silent abyss.
Just me and the sea

I call to order the storm
     and tranquil replies
I speak to life a hurricane
     and the sea complies
Too much, too soon.
a salty spray blinds my thoughts

Panic. consumes my psyche.
I forgot the words
      that calm the storm.
and then, it’s time,
     I breathe.
          I speak.
To calm the storm I created.
     and the sea
          is intrigued.
The skies clear on my command

When I smile,
     the waves begin to roll once more.
           I breathe.
My time on board is done.