|The art by Christopher Vacher that inspired this poem|
But the travelers journey is not yet done
His soul sails on , he trusts his heart, tis his fate
To sail and hope to reach the one, his mate
She waits, watches, and prays that tiny sail
Will hold together through wind, wave and travail
She stands with faith that cannot bend
For She knows each journey has an end
The wind, the waves, conspire to make her fall.
Heaven knows a Woman's love can save us all.