FORTITUDE – by Simmi Vasu ; winner of the story contest “Main bhi Shakti; Main bhi Raam”

It’s a lone battle,
The tides are high
The waves treacherous,
The winds are sly.

Directionless they lead you…
No stars to guide..
Still, I try to swim against the tide,
With all my will..
Though at times my mast feels
Broken and singed..

A strange fatigue numbs all the core…
Still, I rise with all my might…
And the sails though broken …
Over those waves Soar.

-Simmi Vasu