The sea at night

An abstract poem which I wrote one evening while in bed

Indeed the wind does whistle tonight
Look at that wondrous inspirational sight
Embrace the rain and the cold
And let it strengthen you as I was once told
The sea is not our enemy but our friend
Its were our ancestors did ascend
Ask some questions and listen out for replies
Some will fall out of the grey turbulent skies
Stand against the salty sea spray and don’t despair
There is no use in this world for idle idiotic prayer
We will wait for the sun to greet us in the east
Until then we will ride the belly of the beast