The Lantern
by anonymous poet
A warm yellow glow
Over black choppy waves
It emanates outward
Yet circles inward
Wrapping around a small, simple group
Of the bravest of souls
Several men work to control the sail
One looks ahead to an uncertain course
Another cuts into their only food
A shark that nearly dashed their hopes
A mother holds her young son
Watching calmly in spite of the risk
As the boat cuts on through the sea
Into the darkness ahead
A warm yellow glow
Over black choppy waves
It emanates outward
Yet circles inward
Wrapping around a small, simple group
Of the bravest of souls.