Rowing in Hope

She rises everyday and gets going,

With each day bringing a new adventure,

In the seas of the unknown, keeps rowing,

In the sea, she was to venture.

Neither the vastness of the sea,

Nor its depth,

Nothing let the grin,

On this girl's face, reduce in length.

She kept rowing, rowing ahead,

With such mighty faith and confidence,

Like the directions to her, the seas themselves said,

And Fear, as though, in somnolence.

Fed herself with miniscule meals,

Deriving energy from a fish or two, 

Remaining energy - her immense determination reveals,

Proving to be, more than enough, for her to row through.

Her craft received many heavy thrashings,

Many a tempest attempting to hinder,

But nothing strong enough to stop her oars,

To the seas, she wasn't ready to surrender.

Seeking for the slightest sight,

Of land, 

The HOPE to see the land,

In her, would never perish.

Life, like the unknown seas,

Demands for faith in the Almighty,

Who has been showing you the way,

Yesterday, today and every other day.