The high winds struck the stricken boat
with only a lone survivor that was me
the torn sails that resembled some flag
the ropes holding on to it now in tatters.
Fresh water was as scarce to get now
like water in the expanse of a desert
my heart came close to my mouth
whenever the boat somersaulted.
No life was in sight anywhere near
save a lone white bird in the distance
was that a friendly albatross circling
checking upon me and giving me hope?
I look up on my rations, my treasures
how valued more than pieces of gold
no sight of land or rocks or any ships
how long Lord will I endure this state?
My plight echoed by the crying bird
it kept me company circling for long
my eyes riveted on that hovering giant
how long I know not as I rested below.
Left to my tidbits of biscuit and water
I was to wait till good providence came
patience now a virtue, as was meditation
was I glad to see a ship coming this way?
As they finally hauled my good self up
a bird that had kept up with a lost sailor
had now vanished in the misty evening
wonder who it was, that gave me hope?
Perceptions 
Beautiful… Reminded me of Robinson Cruisoe and the movie Castaway. It’s surprising how little things give us hope in our most troubling times. Sometimes it’s an idol of God, sometimes a prayer,and sometimes a bird
Thank you Pradita. How have you been
You’re welcome 😊 I’ve been great Sir. And you? How’s it going?
Am doing fine too
Good to know Sir 😊
My first thought was also Robinson Crusoe. In fact I had the book and the words just brought the cover page to life.
Great minds think alike, eh? 🙂😁
Exactly 😀
🙂 🙂
I am happy to have these great minds decipher what i write 🙂
We in turn are glad that your great mind churns out such exceptional pieces 🙂
Awesome poem and it sure reminded me of Castaway movie where Tom Hanks had acted and your poem sounded just like that movie. Great, Sunith.
I will definitely watch it. Thank you Kamal.
Welcome Sunith and he has acted just the way you wrote your beautiful poem.
It is always amazing to me that animals and birds come to us under times of great duress and stay with us as long as they are needed and then they are gone… Fairy tales, are of course, full of this kind of perception, but too often the modern world “forgets” who was REALLY there when things got tough.
Very true Sara. The true knights are often forgotten when the storm passes over. Thank you for reading and for this beautiful comment.
So beautiful sir, your poem taught me hope can come in any form in life only if we accept.
Thank you Subbashini
Welcome sir
Beautiful creation.
Thank you
Awesome! May be messengers of God and our inner faith protects us in our times of need.
Thank you Meenakshi.
Really nice & good message. Hope u keep writing many more …. Good luck !!!
Rakesh
Thanks Rakesh for the encouragement
Enjoyed this very much.
Thank you P48