My shitty poetry diary

Teach me to sail

When the tides are high and the waves are rough, 
You're the steady rock that I need to hold on to. 
Even when the winds of change are blowing strong, 
Be my rock in racing waters
Even when you're  eroding, and sadness piles in like a storm at sea
Even when I can't find moonlight in a clear field of bliss
Find me adrift in ocean light with only your soft comfort to lead me through waning waves.
Guide me ashore and teach me to sail.