A Fisherman’s Prayer



A Fisherman’s Prayer

By your hand the seas were created
What have I to fear
When the storm around me rages
And the wind is all I hear
I know the waves may overtake me
Of that I can’t control
But the strongest of sou’westers
Cannot overtake my soul

People speak metaphorically about the storms of life. For fishermen, the storms are real. The wind and spray are tangible, and there is always the possibility of not making it back ashore in one piece. Or at all. In spite of that, the fisherman still launches out, for the storm cannot conquer all.


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