Once Adrift by Caitlin N. Pate

Out at sea we have drifted, Bound to no land,

The depth too great for anchor. Tempests have risen,

Tossing our ship

Upon wave and gale.

Fog fallen so thick

Neither shore, nor star

Can be seen.

We hold tight to the wheel, Keeping a steady course Against the bull and drag. When suddenly

A light flares,

Harolding shore–

Safety.

The sails billow out, stretching Toward the land

Beyond the beacon.

As we approach

It materializes

Out of the mist:

Land.

A safe port.

Home.

Caitlin N. Pate is a writer and homemaker living in her beloved Mississippi. She has a Bachelor of Arts degree in English and has worked many years with children and in education in a variety of ways Caitlin is thankful for her faith and hope in Jesus Christ and the love and support of her family. The Bible verse she always carries in her heart is "at dawn there is rejoicing." (Psalm 30:6).