In A Storm

Upon a great ship's tilted deck

I stand, an undiscerned speck;

And, where the vast wave-whitened sea

Leaps at the moon enormously

Storm-tossed Frigate
Thomas Chambers



In the green-ridged tides, the ship's expanse

Dwindles to insignificance.

Through ether, perilously hurled,

Thunders the huge bulk of the world;

But in the eyes of other spheres

Itself a sunlit mote appears.

In turn all suns and stars in sight

Lessen to needle-points of light,

Flung helpless through an awful void

Where measures fail and time's destroyed.

And still dost note when sparrows die?

Oh, God, where are Thou?  Here am I!

Stand By Me
Elvis Presley
(1967)

"In A Storm"

From "Chanteys and Ballads"

By Harry Kemp

(1883-1960)
America's "Vagabond Poet"