The Voyage of 'Untouchable'

An ocean with it's raging waves,
A bark with faulty sails,
This life I deemed 'untouchable'
Driven through with hail.
From blood tainted skies,
The sun arises,
With angry clouds abreast.
But I laugh in spite,
this pitiful flight,
and go on,
despite the storm.
The waves grow great,
this picture - my fate,
a watery grave 'tis mine,
"Untouchable-
to you I cling,
defiant to the waters sting!"
Yet soon to give up,
what I'm fighting for,
draw in lifes last breath,
then breathe no more..I let go.
Abandoned to the arms of God,
'Untouchable' in splinters,
He lifts me to a stable place,
His rock stand solid in oceans swells,
Unmovable, untouchable,
this security in which I now
do dwell.