Walk With Me To the Shoreline

The calm before the storm Bids us to ignore the brewing tempest Still the nimbus are towering beyond the horizon As inexorably the squall line approaches our respite Walk with me to the shoreline For I fear not the fury Stand with me to confront its shifting currents And prevail the harsh elements before us As the laden columns rise to blot the sky And seize the light from our tomorrow I shall rise up in contest To ensure the continuance of our day With a fury for the Typhoon Its winds will not deter me our days The surf will pound around us And violent gusts will tear at our fabric But I refuse to be swept up in these tides Just as these winds will dwindle to zephyrs before me The lightning will crash and the thunder echo But they shall gather not my attention For I focus on the quieter seas to follow In the days of lesser tumult When the gentle breeze but wisps your hair And the setting sun casts us in pleasant repose I have seen these days before And desire the grace of their twilight to come They surpass any fury which can be leveled And make as nothing the Monsoon So for now I await the storm with you here When it arrives I shall raise my shield To protect you from its vengeance While we may become dampened We shall not drown While we may be shaken by thunder We shall not be disheartened And as the seas rise around us Our determination will summon its eye In the morning the sun will rise again Casting its view over the remnants In these we will find that which we ever needed The distractions will be blown from us And we will sail the seas of our life Collecting the cherished Leaving the deadweight behind Here in this calm before the coming storm Walk with me to the shoreline Trust me to shelter you I’ll keep you ever sound And in allowing me this protection You shall shelter me "The Poet Who Lies Within"