No breath of wind and flogging sail
Heralds golden skies and oily sea
Constant despair and apathy always washing over me
The calm before the tempest.
Memories driving me, back to sea
Instability on life’s billows rolls and tossed
Approaching storm, my constant cry, surly I am lost
Again, again, in tempest.
Heaving decks and windswept spray
All inside is boisterous
Anguish, marking time, another day
Trapped again in tempest.
I could not see my destiny
Life’s storms assailing me
Made for change, to tranquillity
Only in the tempest.