The Best Sailors Story Ever

I set a sail to find myself upon a final frontier voyage. I do not intend to come back, back to my dreaded past that’s so damage. The sunset shimmer the ocean surface orange as it also points my direction. The first wave is always the easiest to break as the second will tend to slow down my boat. The wind howls a clam and subtle note. As my small raft rocks back and forth I seem to wonder, will I ever find what I am looking for? I have heard many sailors tale of myth. The sea has token many lives, will it take mind or will I be safe ashore? I carry along no anchor for that I will not be stopping ever and I keep closest to me a picture of my love. As I look back one last time to see the cliff high above, the sand looks to be cooled off as the yellow slowly dims to orange. The lighthouse watches me leave its side. I am sorry old friend but I have stayed by your side long enough. I have spent many nights with you staring out at sea wondering what to become of me. I look forward and as the sun was beginning to set, the twilight was just settling in. The light from the lighthouse turns on but I will be sailing blindly from here on. As I started to drift further out into sea, I can no longer see the light from the lighthouse that has once kept me company. I carry along no campus, and there is no turning back. As I laid back on my raft the stars suddenly appeared, I have never seen the sky open itself up so clear. I can see every hidden star which is now mine to keep. I listen to the sea tunes that the wind carries as the small wave’s rock me to sleep.

There have been many days like this, a week had pass and nothing but ocean surrounds my bliss. I am scared only a little and what lies ahead of me is unclear as the water below me. My raft seems to be sinking but it might just be the mystic breeze that is messing with my head gently. The mid-day sun seems to stay longer then usually, I cannot recall a time where I have stayed in one spot feeling so weary.

I have lost track of time, it is hard to tell what day it is when there is no sun at daytime. The dark clouds in the distance are starting to catch up with me. I can no longer see the stars that I once love above me. The rain is much rougher then at home I can say. The ocean is starting to crest and trough violently. If my raft goes down with the ocean I will swim the rest of the way. If I shall drown, will my angel be my savior and throw me a lifesaver? The hard rain makes my path uncertain; I have but little strength to hold on the path that I have chosen. The strong wind tears my sail apart. Why are the clouds so angry and blacken at heart? The lightning flashes randomly to distract me. Is this the faith in which I set out to find? Why must the sea become so unkind? I will not give up no matter what stands in my way, I will make it through this storm someway. Just as things seem to be hopeless, I can see an island in the distance where sun shines through. The sky is blue there and the water is clam like a virtue. There awaits a beautiful young lady who looks like the one in my picture. She is beautiful as the eyes are like diamond pearls which lay upon her. I set aside my broken raft ashore and she took my hand. The warm sun quickly dries me off as I set foot on the soft sand. The island is tropical and seems like a magical land. The wind twirls and is constantly blowing calmly as butterflies float along swiftly. The emptiness that I once had is filled with love as I stare into my lady’s eyes. How they sparkle and hold an ocean of their own inside. I am truly in heaven it feels, I am never leaving this place behind!!! I have fought all of the odds and have found peace that everyone so much struggles to find!!! I can see the clear blue ocean miles on end; I have found my love, my final friend. Time seems to stand still as I walk along the coast, the waves comes up to the shore close to my feet almost. In this place I am truly happy, I have finally found my resting place, and I am forever free.

He have died on the raft and never made it alive. He was out searching for his life, his love one and he had failed. The ocean has taken the young lad who had died in his raft told in a fisherman’s tale. Did he ever find his love one? No one will ever know this, his tale falls along every other sailors myth.