Across the sea of our doubts
lies a land undiscovered
longing to have a flag
thrust into its shore

The ship's leaving now
but do I wish to board it
or stay in a land
that I've grown to adore

Tossing and tumbling
the waves seem to beckon
calling for me to
trust and believe

But the call grows more quiet
the longer I question
as the ship and its Captain
prepare now to leave


copyright 1992 Dale Suffridge