A thought spared for those on the cold, stormy, perilous seas enduring long risk-taking, fish-taking nights for the take-away cod and chips day.
Capsized, trapped in abandonment, vessel and souls adrift searching for hope, for home. For those aboard, the endless and unforgettable moments in time awaiting the rescue.
Onshore, the signal of distress is picked up with pinpoint precision by ‘ready-to-help’ volunteers. The anxious, wait; huddled and with quiet eyes straining and focused on
the horizon line, the boundary of land and water, of above and below, the line between hope and despair, safety and danger, life and loss.
The ship to shore signal ‘all safe and well’ peals across the airwaves to the ears of the pier waiting parents, joyous and jubilant sobbing wives, partners, cockahoop children and the rally of ‘this round’s on me’ friends.
Our Ship to Shore signals for life’s continuance upon this horizon line we all tread.
