Oceans don't listen Too busy shapeshifting. Restless and deep They're never asleep. Are you blue or gray, A fierce sea or calm bay, A tempest by night Or sailor's delight? Rising up from the brine A thought so sublime, 'Neath fathoms of sea She beckoned to me. "I am boundless and restless, Choppy and formless. But now and forever more, Like you--- I'm carried to shore."
Faith is the vessel that carries us to the shore, regardless of the storm. Gift Gugu Mona
When you go through deep waters I will be with you. Isaiah 43:2