“Alley’s : A Light to the Manville Community”“Alley’s : A Light to the Manville Community”

The Harbor

The Harbor


I sat and watched an old man fish

Alone upon the sea

The sky was blue the wind was still

The surf calm as it could be

Suddenly the clear blue sky

Turned a threatening gray

The tiny ship that once gently rocked

Violently began to sway

I watched the crashing waves

As upon the boat they slammed

I couldn’t help but feel the ship

Would certainly go down

But slowly the old man raised his sails

And turned his ship around

Through the rain, wind and waves

Sailed back into the sound

He anchored down his vessel

Between the rocks and trees

For there he found safe harbor

From the raging sea

I’ve often thought about the storm

The old man had endured

And if it wasn’t for the harbor

He’d perished that day for sure

Often times I have storms

That quickly come my way

And the crashing of the waves

Causes my world to sway

I too have a safe harbor

It’s there I’m anchored down

For on the solid rock of Jesus

I am safe and sound

mike bishop