The clouds
Racing the sky
The sea
Boils and churns
And I
Quiet my mind
Be still
Become the stone
The clouds
Racing the sky
The sea
Boils and churns
And I
Quiet my mind
Be still
Become the stone
Initiate
Expectant
With trepidation
But driven
By curiosity
And possibility
Brothers and sisters
Of the world
We bring its people together
Like your touch
Trailing a line
Along my flesh
No one
Ever
Does