solace, peace, understanding and comfort, a place of calm, a safe harbor. but when the storms rage no longer, and sea is smooth like glass, the sails billow, a wake behind, and the boat sets forth for adventure. but what of home, what of the dock, the boat slip, the place to set the anchor, tie up, where the waves can do no harm, and although the sky is dark, the thunder loud and lighting dances across the sky and down to earth and sea, the boat is safe. what of that place in sunshine? can't forget, should always return, and witness, and give thanks even in the good times. because the shelter is always forgotten in good times, and always remembered in bad.