TURNING TIDES
I wander on pastures
So lush and so green
My spirit is lifted
My torment unseen
The land stretches far
Melts into the distance
A veil of blue mist
Offers no resistance
As I near the calm ocean
No sound can I hear
My woman is with me
She guides me from fear
But the passion inside
Instilled by the sea
Is calling me softly
And won’t let me be
The sea and the ocean
The rivers, the streams
Won’t let me escape
From the witch of my dreams
When the night is upon me
To her I am drawn
But how quickly she fades
When the day starts to dawn
Now the darkness has passed
Yet I feel her once more
A storm starts to brew
As the waves crash ashore
She appears from the depths
My name she is calling
The waves start to beckon
I feel myself falling
Blinded by spray
Chocked by her treason
The witch who has tricked me
Won’t listen to reason
I call for my woman
But no-one can hear me
My voice carries silent
Yet reaches her clearly
My woman of trust
Holds me safe in her arms
Guides me from temptation
Away from her charms
Here I shall stay
Til the feeling has gone
No longer the ocean
No longer the song
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
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