I wandered for the longest time,
And sought some place to hide...

But I am now a placid wind,
And your love... is where I now abide.

Your water is my rock;
the sole foundation...
for all my life entails;

Seeking certain solace
in the billows of your sacred sails;

Now full to overflowing
with boundless magnitude
of balmy breeze...

Your surface is the grass I tread,
your swells are now my trees...

I need no destination, no guiding light;
the current always takes me through...

To waters still...

reflecting bright;

the priceless memory of you.

Copyright (c) Jeff Mason