May we still set flight?
With mast that bends in fading winds,
Dare we sail this night?
As daylight pales and vision fails,
What's to spur us on?
When all goes dark and absent mark,
Peer we t'wards the dawn?
If storms befall our straining gall,
How so shall we cope?
And lain adrift in sightless mist,
Can we yet stir hope?
Will boldness hoist the main?
As morn' creeps on and will is gone,
Might we start again?