Words will not roll from my tongue
Like waves against the shore
They will tumble and collapse
Breaking, like rocks on a cliff
And I will shut my eyes
Before anyone sees them fill
With the tides of a thousand seasons
I will hold back the flood water
And I will smile like the sun smiles
Down to the flowers below
And they smile back
Waving and swaying in the breeze
Laughing and giddy at their freedom
And these tides will stay
Encased behind my eyes
And no one
Not the sun, the flowers, not even
The moon
Will know what I have done
To keep these storms at bay.