There’s a storm
Just this side
Of the horizon
Just this side
Of the horizon
It’s lingered there
As long as I remember
While the horizon calls to me
It’s lingered there
As long as I remember
While the horizon calls to me
Gawd
I love
A ferry
The magic carpet
Of roadtrips
In the emptiness
Of my quiet mind
I discover the contours
Of being
Keening wind
Reaches bone
Ferry lists
Returning home
Wistful sigh
Beauty storms
Quiet mind
Soon refilled
Mundane time
The wind
It shakes me up
It shakes me down
I’ve been standing
In the still air
Far too long
I need
To get
Ruffled