Sails Torn
Sails torn
Grasped and rent
in the storm
from the ashes
to be reborn
...
We burst
A new and see
The trust we trust
Quenches our thirst
Your breeze, heaven sent
In the strong a fire burn
No flashes
An uninviting storm
We thirst
To truly be
In ourselves
Seeking trust
I have, there, I went
Lowly borne
Hoping to pass
Avoiding the storm.
rlm '11
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