The eventful night had more to share
I was half-alive in my slumber
The sea became weird and bizarre
The waves were not blue but umber.
I succumbed to the hands of nature
My senses lost in darkness
In God’s hand I was a pitiful creature
Saving the catastrophic mess.
As I beheld the deserted island
Green and yellow , a sublime view
Innocent water kissing the sand
I survived, one of the lucky few.
I , me and myself were the persons there
I had my Faith, my Heart with me
Third and fourth being my Courage and Desire
Fifth was my Hope , smiling at me.
Written with the prompt ” A classic question, revisited: what are the five items you must have on a deserted island? ”