Noah

Noah

Noah held that god would guide  
his ark along the sea  
that His will was with the tide  
the world had paid its fee.  
Then suddenly to his surprise  
the ark shook to a stop.  
With trembling eyes turn to the skies  
he made a final plea.  

His voice echoed across the waves  
Past the peaks and liquid graves  
Further still it echoed on  
Into the void but not beyond  

The silence spoke to him  
its terrible forked tongue  
whispering a hymn  
left too long unsung.  
It said that life was stark  
But that he could be free,  
that in his hands he held a spark  
his own divinity.  

And that evening as he drifted  
clinging to his raft  
he felt his future right there with him  
within the ocean draft.  
He felt himself unravel  
entwining with the zephyr;  
Its sinews held his heart and  
cooled his old cracked leather.  

Looking for all types of critiques, however, specifically, I would like to know if the rhyme scheme and meter are working well or not. Thanks for spending time with my words :)

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