In the midst of your hurricane,
Look me in my eye
For calm waters.
Drop your anchor.
Rest your prow on my shores
Choppy waters, no more
Waves of discontent, stilled.
We ride this storm together,
No matter where the winds blow us.
Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 12:31 PM UTC
In the midst of your hurricane,
Look me in my eye
For calm waters.
Drop your anchor.
Rest your prow on my shores
Choppy waters, no more
Waves of discontent, stilled.
We ride this storm together,
No matter where the winds blow us.
© 1-24-2012
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