Eight days out Thirteen strangers. Ever climbing mountains Diving cliff hangers Boats on rivers Treks up springs Oars continuous Sore groaning rings From dawn to dusk Cold summer rain Enduring with trust The shivering pain Cavernous depths Pitch black parts Echoing hymns Praise of our hearts The expanse glorious Constellations sears Twinkling lights Glistening eyes tear What a luxury granted Sparks erupted to flame The night once wild Is suddenly tamed