Suddenly

Written by: Christopher Steven Coan

Suddenly, the rain begins;
Suddenly, I fall.
Little pools about my feet --
What more should befall?
The heart -- this sail upon my mast,
Who at the slightest breeze
Leapt from shore for greater lands,
Yet I am lost at sea.
Oh spirit deep within me,
Raise your weary head --
Hold it high to save this night
From tears so yet unshed.
Falter not, oh daring soul;
Raise your hands unbound.
Weep in mourning hands no more;
Hold all you have found.

Tarry but a moment,
Rest a moonless night;
Dream of dreams that once were all --
All is soon made right.