The thoughts that move through me,
Are waves in the ocean,
Stirred by deeper forces,
I can but try to fathom.
They threaten as
They awe-inspire,
Constancy in motion,
Unable to stop them,
I just go with them.
The ancient sands of time,
Are what they roll onto,
This beach on which
A thousand souls have perished.
But I will not go under,
These waves will not drown me,
All I have to do is ride them,
Like a white sea stallion.