The Tale of Two Ships ©1999
Two ships were passing slowly in the night
Riding the unpredictable currents.
Their bows headed in opposite directions -
One to the east,
The other to the west,
With no destination in mind.
“Come along with me”
Was the eastern seafarer’s siren song.
So the second ship glided the seas with the first
Navigating by stars.
The eastern ship was well traveled.
Well versed in many aspects of life at sea.
The western ship had never ventured in these waters
And when they became rough with a tempest wind
Both ships were tossed about.
The eastern seafarer knew how to weather the storm
For many storms like this had come before.
The western ship, inexperienced,
Knew the situation was getting desperate.
“What shall I do!”
The larger ship laughed at the naivete.
“I assumed you had traveled these waters before.”
“Never! I had only heard about such dangerous seas!”
Waves crashed over the rails, threatening to capsize
And break the wind-torn mast and sails.
As the second ship floundered and panic set in,
The eastern seafarer headed bow to the wind
And steered away into the eye of the storm.
“Don’t leave me!” was lost in the sound of crashing water
and howling dark winds.
The second ship looked to the heavens.
“Dear God, please help me!
Guide me from this mess I am in.”
And the Lord sent an angel
And calmed the storm
And led the ship to a safe harbor.
And the ship vowed to never sail those seas again.