Rowers Prayer

If they find my will too weak,
I give the river my soul to keep.
Should the boat toss and sway,
May we always find our way.
Correct the lengthy paths we take,
And guide us from unhappy wake.

Should the ergs sear our hand,
Hope the time is short on land.
When yearning for water may we find,
Our bodies strong as well as minds.
When my time has come to die,
Do not look into the sky.
For unto the river my soul is given,
Pain we’ve borne has been forgiven.