To find the coast, every moment matters....

When there's not,

a glimpse of a lighthouse,

a lost ship sails,

in the stormy, misty night,

The pitch darkness gets vanished,

just only for a second, with the weird lightning,

mist wraps up the body of the ship, bit by bit,

Men on the board scream loud,

but the strongest wind, sink that in the silence,

The only hope is to see the dawn,

until then, the ship sails, facing rough waves,

with the aim to find the coast,

not the terrifying teeth of cliffs,

Just a single crack, is far more than enough,

to get all the lives on board drawn,

so every moment matters,

However there's no way,

except sailing forward......