The water may be still, but there is no sense of peace. It feels deceptively safer to put down anchor and stay. Fear of moving, fear of tragedy pull in the sails to keep from moving in any direction. Its easy to be lulled to sleep by the wet, heavy shroud.
But, awake my soul!
This is but a mist, a vapor!
It cannot hold me fast.
It cannot keep me against my will.
There is a Light and Voice
that calls me out of my self induced trance
and can guide me safely through.
Follow the Light!