The waves are a crashing against the shores of the homeland
while I batten down the hatches on the ship of my own land
a wrong turn in the seas of my heart, threatens to tear it apart
stars are a spinning and hope’s are a thinning
fears are arising and dreams are skydiving ….
…….shhhhhhhhh…………….. I hear the trails and whispers
subtle, soft our defense, so wonderful the peace………….
so beautifully sanctifying its soothing grace
wishing, willing alive our souls to thrive
cooing, wooing our fears and searing dread
pleasing, teasing out our surest need of future life
promising answers and allaying long forgotten fears.
Prolonging our endurance in silky swathe’s
quieting the time and knowing the waiting
our seeping tears are sown in future years
the wind is winding but never binding
so please be still against its sounding shrill
all you are is within and not afar
so bottle your hopes into your souls
and squeeze tight the lid of your timeless jar.