Naufrage

All we can do is ask for help & try.
He said to himself while reaching for sky.

He can’t make sense of doing it alone.
But, a shark attack cannot be postponed.

He asked for help at the top of his lungs.
Floating on a door that, recently, hung.

Blubbering water between desperate breaths.
He treads water guessing a thousand deaths.

As the flames die out & the wreckage drifts…
He patiently waits for his luck to shift.

Darkness falls heavy on a lonely tide.
Blinding lights pierce night & castaway’s  spied.

Brought ashore & stabilized by first light.
He alone survived the watery night.