Solitude Harbor



Solitude Harbor


I’m anchored at dock once again

with a battered boom askew

May your Spirit’s breath fill this slackened jib

with your wisdom and power – anew

Forgive me for such arrogance

and a foolish sailor’s pride

to vainly face huge swells at sea

with no Captain by my side

I invite You to hold the helm

and watch o’er starboard and port

I’ll submit as devoted deckhand

and each moment to You report

Ship’s keel now submerged in Truth

I trim the sheets – not alone

We’ll leave this harbor of solitude

setting sail through the passage Home.


Navigating life’s waters requires an able-bodied crew with a Captain who not only can sail by the stars – but made them too!

Billowing Sail Blessings ~ Wendy


34 thoughts on “Solitude Harbor

    1. Thank you, Valerie! You should have seen it here yesterday – intense hailstorm!! The coastal climate is so moody but beautiful.

      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy xo

  1. Beautiful photos, Wendy. The poem is a reminder that “without Him we can do nothing”. Some days at sea are peaceful and quiet but others are very scary as the waves swell and threaten to overturn our ship. His presence helps us not to fear. And His comfort is so very important when we feel alone or confused.

    1. Heather, I agree that nature is calming! Even during a hailstorm, last evening, we felt snug and safe as we watched creation’s performance through our window.

      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy xo

  2. What a wonderful poem, Wendy, pointing to our Captain who knows how to navigated us through these rough waters of life! You are a talented poet! Thanks for sharing your gift with us…

    1. Thank you for your generous words, Heidi! I have good memories of a short sailing trip in those waters. Thankfully it was a sunny, warm, and calm day!!

      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy xo

  3. Wendy, this is beautiful. I love the ship analogy throughout…and relate to trying to go alone! Thank you for sharing…and oh, that photo…we have an awesome Creator! Patty

  4. Wendy . .this made me cry. Just so so beautiful and honest and true. Thank you for writing what He wants you to. It touches us deeply. God bless you!

    1. Thank you, Debbie! I was without the Captain for much of the first two decades of my life and was definitely sinking and going no where nice!! I need Him.

      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy xo

    1. Wanda, you are very perceptive! I wrote this poem before I had the picture. Normally I write in response to one – which I prefer…

      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy xo

    1. Laurie, what you’ve said sounds familiar. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, briefly, and find myself acutely aware of a concern I’d been ignoring – so I say a short prayer and fall peacefully back to sleep. With our full house it’s the only time it’s quiet…

      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy xo

  5. I used to live in a small harbour town and got to be in boats often. A part of me came to life on the water, and even in the terrifying waves and threatening storms I had a sense of peace. Odd for a land-rooted farmer, eh? When one of our daughters joined the Navy that was quite a thing.
    I like your sustained metaphor. The boat photos came as a return to those happy days, since it is now years since I was in a boat. Maybe…

    1. How exciting for your daughter to be in the navy! Ian and I were born and raised inland – far from the ocean. As newlyweds we moved to a small island for a couple of years and bought a small boat for transportation. It was like moving to another world. We have lived near the ocean since. But we no longer need or have a boat.

      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy 🙂

  6. I don’t have enough great words to say about this, Wendy–it’s fabulous, exquisite, perfect–hey, I wish I could have written it, so THANKS! God bless you! love, sis Caddo

    1. Caddo, I would love to see you do your own version of this poem. You are more experienced and have a much broader vocabulary than I do. Let me know if you write one. Hugs!

      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy xo

  7. Beautiful words and images, dear Wendy. It brought back to my mind a dream I once had. I saw myself in a small boat, alone, on tempestuous seas. As my focus expanded, I saw that the boat, with myself in it, was being held in the Hands of God. Bless you.

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