On a Wing and a Prayer

A vibrant evening and colourful sky

On board the airship with a childish smile

With 30 in-flight crew, and over a 100 pax, began our journey on the airship Life.

Full throttle and a smooth take-off, the ship soon floating on the cotton clouds.

Making merry, while the ship sailed.

A snag and a wing failed.

God! Why me, I thought. ..

No longer was it a smooth sail, 

The ship manoeuvred like a dog's tail.

No choice, I thought..maybe destiny believed, I can fight this with my will. 

On a wing and a prayer,

The descent began, 

The safety of the pax and crew in my hands.

Gathered all my courage, trying to handle the sail.

I shall manage this and let not the trust fail.

A stock of supplies and a smile, 

Reassured myself to take it mile by mile.

Some turbulence and frightening swirls

Yet it still sailed towards the earth. 

Mile after mile the heart pounded, 

The mind numb, just obscure thoughts hounded.

On a wing and a prayer the journey continued. 

And a strip spotted so was our avenue.

The wheels came out and the breath held.

Thud! We landed safe and well.

On a wing and a prayer.

I thanked God..and he said.

I knew you are the one who could have fought.