"Riding the Storm: A Poem on Survival at Sea"

Adrift on the waves, four souls alone

Lips dry, hearts heavy, a fate unknown

The sun beats down, a relentless foe

As they cling to hope, and their tiny boat

The endless sea, a mirror of their fears

Their spirits, tested by the endless tears

They cry out for help, but none is near

The sound of silence, their only cheer

But in their hearts, a spark still glows

A faint flicker of the will to survive

They hold on tight, to each other's woes

Knowing that together, they'll stay alive

Their journey may be long and rough

But they'll hold on to the promise of a new dawn

For in the darkest night, there is always a glimmer of hope,

And they'll keep their eyes on the horizon, until they're safely home.