#StormVoyage
A paper boat floats
on the trembling surface of a vast sea.
Wind howls, waves rise,
the sky splits open with fury.

The boat is fragile,
its edges soaked and bending,
yet it moves forward,
caught in the rhythm of the storm.

Each wave that threatens to swallow it whole
becomes another crest it survives,
pushed beneath, rising again,
its path uncertain but steady.

It does not fight the water,
nor beg for calm skies,
but surrenders to the currents
and trusts in its own fragile form.

It knows it may dissolve
before the storm ends,
but still, it sails—
light as hope,
small as a prayer
that dares to keep going.

© Sachan