At The Helm

Set sail! With fresh gusto,
carefully laid plans in hand
and wind in your back.
By night a star sparkles
brightly to remind you
why.

As your ship ventures farther,
it begins to tire and slow.
You're in new territory,
deep waters unknown.
Suddenly, rocky shores
appear.

The map you clutched tightly,
no longer gives you bearings
and your supplies dwindle.
Nature threatens to break
your ship and spirit
apart.

Sleepless nights creep upon
you, as you grip the helm.
Frozen with thoughts of home,
you forget, what is within
your hands and yours to
turn.