A glance across your oceans,
tells me where your heart has been,
shows me how many seas it’s weathered
and how much pain it’s seen.
A look into the storm,
that rages on within your eyes,
tells me of the pain it hides,
and all the lies it’s realized.
Tell me this, can you accept,
all that you may not understand,
and all the darkness that will come,
with the steady trickle of the sands.
I’ll sail your stormy oceans,
with no promise to find land,
for if the water and the thunder,
don’t kill my spirit, and harm my mind,
you will the know that I am stable,
and worthy of your time.