
the lone sailor spent months preparing
for a solo oceanic voyage
stripping down the vessel to save weight
stashing food and supplies in every crevice
the departure day was ceremonial
family and friends gathered
news media interviews
hugging and well wishing
finally the boat left port
to the mercy of the winds and currents
intense activity in the first few days
plotting courses and organizing
passing ships became less frequent
settling into a routine
watching the horizon
eating and sleeping
days became weeks
the promised winds disappeared
endless days drifting
progress was slow
suddenly the sea became angry
a massive storm was brewing
huge waves tossed the boat
supplies washed overboard
impossible to sleep
the raging storm continued for days
the main mast broke
exhaustion and fear turned to panic
no longer in control
nature now commanded this vessel
he faced the grim reality
the probability of survival was low








