Companions at the Helm - a rewrite!

Rare find indeed!

Standing together on a pitching deck

Makes wild seas seem conquerable.

Your gentle lifting words, a breeze

Nudging sails unfurled

And flying over white cap waters -

til I can see it all,

and what’s down there

doesn’t scare me anymore.

Hold me closer;

when I fall.

And welcome salted tears;

for they reveal

the shining pearls

when tides abate.