The Ship

An exercise done in my creative counselling class. We each had to write something about The Ship on 21/01/19.  And I was reminded back to that time when I felt like I was walking on water. That land was far away and someone gave me a vision that there were two doves – one with an olive twig and the other nothing… This was my take on The Ship

The ship sits deep in an ocean hue of blue
Alone and vast, waves splashing, roaring past
A figure stands at the front, two doves perch on a rail
Looking directly as if questioningly at the person
And flutters away into the sky as if to say: follow me..

I wonder what message did they want to bring?
Are we close to land? Or far away?
The ship stands tall, far away from the
Busyness of life, peaceful
As the soft breeze brings in the loving
Voice of Father God
Hannah my child there are two ways
The dove with the olive branch
The dove without the branch
Both ways lead to much good
What way do you choose?

The ship moves, land is in sight
Time does not stand still, it fasts forward
To the present time – Hannah is now on dry land
No longer on water but in the presence of the Lord
What way did you choose?

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