Heart At Bay

There goes the sail Free drifting Floating through the vale Impenetrable clouds they form A cynical tale Life, free but a ceaseless storm No but i shall prevail Unsteady waters worn Lord; won't you direct my ship Inhabit the vessel forlorn Vulnerable in open bay Blind navigation through foggy mist I cannot see nothing but gray Praying troubles of haze will lift In my battered ship, lord i ask you to stay And at your merciful kiss Turbulent waves beneath flutter away Still waters amongst, i gracefully drift And erratic billows in my heart, now allay