Did they know what they asked

When they woke you that day

Fear brought them to the edge

where reason ceased

the waves engulfed and the

wind roared above

Did they comprehend

the immensity of it all?

Now they sit trembling

as the boat drifts

in the calm lake water

The question you asked

germinates

at the bottom of conciousness

Yearning to return

as the shore looms ahead

But they have crossed over

to the other side of faith.