The Sailor

Out of the blue she fell,
And then she heard the bell,
SOS whistles and more,
Bullets being shot towards the shore.

Managing to get to the deck,
She hardly stood erect,
The tilt soon pulled her away,
By the railing she clung and did sway.

Over the raging tides she hung,
As one more lash hit her lung,
She missed a breath or two,
Impairing her vision-the froth brew.

Her hands pained and she almost let go,
She thought of the rain as a friend to her foe,
When with a certain thud, like a sudden anchor,
The storm vanished and left her blank-er.

Absurdly the ship stood at an angle,
She slowly climbed down from the tangle,
Falling with weakness as she reached the sand,
Wondering she was, where did she land?

Endless land she saw right there,
Palms galore, looked like a green fun fare,
She got up and walked ahead a bit,
When some glare to her eye did hit.

Blinded for many a second she stopped,
Put her hand to the light and walked,
It was the most magical sight in the world,
Seeing it something inside her curled.

Billions of star fish, green yellow and blue,
Gathered at the shore to give a brilliant hue.
Unto the horizon they seemed to exist,
To the right she strangely saw a dense mist.

Walked did she into the heavy fog,
She realised that she had lost her sog,
As the haze faded out, in a mirror she did see,
Elegance and  beauty, she said, "I can't believe this is me!"

As she moved closer, something took her by surprise,
Two ear rings on her ear, of a medium size.
Closer she went and then she saw on her ear,
The Sea gifted her blue-green stars for how she battled her fear.