A boat on the calm night seas, I moved forward.
Peaceful and calm. Open to the sound of the world around me.
It was simple. It was beautiful and awakening.
The wind blew quietly and my vision was clear,
clearer even than the crystal clear sea beneath me.
Plain sailing.
Joyful.
Now a storm was forecast.
And a storm, it did arrive.
It tossed me from side to side, and brought me to sinking point.
Whilst this storm it was forecast,
it surprised me...frightened me.
But I'm here now, and the seas are calm once more.
With wind in my sails, I move forward in search of a sea,
not known by you or me,
but the creator himself.
Taize Service–sails of a boat at the front
