I embrace myself
With the memory
Of your presence
With the memory
Of your presence
Composed in peace at daylight’s end
And with this thought remind
That failure rarely renders
With such glorious design
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your father’s deeds
And why you’d need to set me free
I would not listen, I did not know how
Perhaps I’ll listen now
And I in the storm
Enthralled by the beauty of
Violent nature
Moved to pondering
The nature of violence
Buffeting within
Perhaps I am your shore
The solid ground
You’ll always find
Always there to welcome you
Even if I’ve turned away