Sat like Jonah waiting
My fate contemplating
With darkness penetrating
The veil of fog is lifting
As I continue drifting
My direction shifting
Who is rescuing me?
There are no signposts in the sea
Is someone searching for me?
Buoyant slivers of dreams
Afloat like boats, it seems
Immersed in darkness all alone,
At last a beacon guides me home

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