rescue

i once sailed a furious sea
with just a broken compass at my side.
its warped glass window revealed
nothing but refracted arrows
pointing to foreign horizons.
i collided with an angry moon
whose fingers tugged the tide
into a puppet's waltz.
dripping with disdain,
i cast away the compass.

i crossed the growling ocean
with no light to shine on my salty waters.
the darkness drank in gallons of waves
but only thirsted for more and
soon drained the sea.
i collided with the sleeping coral
whose agitated claws
shattered the ship's exterior.
torn with grief,
i cast away the darkness.

the tall ghost of a lighthouse
ignited a flame in its belly.
a solid beam of hope
resounded and enveloped my
shivering body.
weary feet picked over crevices
as i followed the light.
i stumbled once but
you grabbed my filthy hands
and led me to dry shore.

you gathered up shrapnel and
pieced the ship together.
my broken compass surfaced
and pointed at you.
my darkness was banished to far coves
with a hint of your smile.

we gripped the wheel and
steered away from the rocks.