Forged by the Storm
"Thus, though I learnt my fate from evil omens even before now, I have left my fatherland to embark on the ship, that so after my embarking fair fame may be left me in my house."
- Jason
The waves are epic, scary, towering
And the ship rocks forward, backward, sideways
Dozens, seasick, in bunkers cowering
Praying for end to ceaseless storm-tossed days
The clouds ominous, the skies overcast
Gale-force wind blows hard and unforgiving
Seagulls are nowhere in the ocean vast
The ship groans loud, the storm’s rage unrelenting
All the oars are in, the mast taken down
The rudder kept steady, headed leeward
Single sailor watches the horizon
His gaze fixed hard, his face grim and weathered
A lifetime passes; then the clouds depart
The storm gives way, the sun breaks through at last
The sailors cheer with strength in every heart
Their trials shaped them, tempered by the blast
Now forged as warriors, hardened, battle-ready
They stand as one, their spirits strong and steady
Behold, land appears in the horizon
The ship reaches Colchis, land of the mist
Where legends tell of the golden fleece hidden
A prize for those by trials and storms persist
The sailors stand as warriors, bold and true
Prepared to claim the prize they fought to view
Before them stretch the pages of history
Their tale told in legend’s endless tether
In the annals of time, their victory
Became the start of the Argonauts’ endeavor
They braved their trials, endured the crucible—
And thus began their legend, unforgettable!
11-24-2024
© Vic Evora
The tale of the Argonauts is a never-ending treasure trove of adventures that poets can write about. The storms at sea is a grand metaphor for the trials that we Alphans have endured ourselves.
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