Becalmed

Upon a sea

Windless

Sailors brows

Furrow

Tiny wooden

Speck

Among a billion

Gallons

Of flat

Liquid

Fear and mumbling

Prayers

Worn rosaries

Rubbed between blistered

Hands

Becalmed means

Death

Starvation

Dying of

Thirst

Surrounded by water

Prayers uttered

Louder this time

Send us a wind

To fill our

Sails

Lest we never see

Home again

Planks creak

Impotent sails

Billow

Sailors cry out

Joy

Jesus and Neptune have

Heard their pleas

Becalmed no more.