Walk With Me To the Shoreline
The calm before the storm
Bids us to ignore the brewing tempest
Still the nimbus are towering beyond the horizon
As inexorably the squall line approaches our respite
Walk with me to the shoreline
For I fear not the fury
Stand with me to confront the shifting currents
And prevail the harsh elements before us
As the laden columns rise to blot the sky
And seize the light from out tomorrow
I shall rise up in contest
To ensure the continuance of our day
With a fury for the typhoon
Its winds will not deter me our days
The surf will pound around us
And violent gusts will tear at our fabric
But I refuse to be swept up in these tides
Just as these winds will dwindle to zephyrs before me
The lightning will crash and the thunder echo
But they shall gather not my attention
For I focus on the quieter seas to follow
In the days of lesser tumult
When the gentle breeze but wisps your hair
And the setting sun casts us in pleasant repose
I have seen these days before
And desire the grace of their twilight to come
They surpass any fury which can be leveled
And make as nothing the monsoon
So for now I await the storm with you here
When it arrives I shall raise my shield
To protect you from its vengeance
Will we may become dampened
We shall not drown
While we may be shaken by thunder
We shall not be disheartened
And as the seas rise around us
Our determination will summon its eye
In the morning the sun will rise again
Casting its view over the remnants
In these we will find that which we ever needed
The distractions will be blown from us
And we will sail the seas of our life
Collecting the cherished
And leaving the deadweight behind
Here in this calm before the coming storm
Walk with me to the shoreline
Trust me to shelter you
I’ll keep you ever sound
And in allowing me this protection
You shall shelter me
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