Hope

What separates us from our best, does a sail makes us thrill, fly to water change address, a raging thirst, a map, papers, are we shrill, putting others first, dancing waves to caress, a starlit sky or utility bill, to fix our battered compass, stay our eyes beyond the curse, check on each daily drill, as our insides burst, locate the inventive West, let us pray we reach until, we can pass the test, sent back if not shirked, devoured by men or sin, flame or water re-imbursed, hunger fills this ship.