The fleeting ship drifts swiftly in the ocean,
majestically wading through the mighty waves,
facing the winds vigorously ,
heading towards a faraway destination…
The gigantic mast blows with the wind,
navigating the direction ,
equilibrating the speed,
on the voyage … in search of the horizon,
where sun and the earth meet .
over the smoothly moving ship,
suddenly grey clouds hover,
darkening the path …
visibility becomes blurr…
In the storm of the raging fears,
the ship of life quivers,
apprehending to get abandoned ,
The belief becomes shaky and wavers…
How to escape the unknown tempest,
what to hold onto in the darkest,
no light to guide or steer the wheel…
The mind becomes pessimistic.
When the last thread of hope breaks,
when knowledge dissolves in the rage,
a twinkling light flashes across,
A lighthouse is seen in the midst of the waves…
(photo:googleimages)

Daily Prompt: Shipwrecked!.
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