Turn the Tides of Time..
To when I was so young
Travel life back to remind this soul of home
When I was the truth of my Nature..

Before I was wayward and anywhere-bound..

When this heart had not yet traveled the Waters of Nature to the Shores of Time..

When the world was less understood
When life shined kind and good..
Before I had to seek running light..
Every night..

Before the world came rushing in..
Before love and pain were alike
Akin to perfection were those years of life

Until Father Time took out his knife..

Until Mother Nature was darkened under the weight of the very sky I dreamed to touch..

Until I was only this normal human..
Until smiles and laughter became defense and hollow..

Mother Nature, I wanted to know you..
Father Time, I can't understand you..

But I can flow with these tides.. I can be resistant to your knives..

Oh, what horrors you have done to our lives..

But, Father Time..
Your shores will never beach this man..

I will survive..
I will find my sky..
A sky of hope.. Undarkened..
Unharmed..

By you..