There was wind outside his window,
And the shooting star seemed strange;
It all gave him a feeling
like something big was about to change.
—
Floors slip
from the facade
as the foundation
crumbles and sinks;
And the heart
breaks apart
in the dark waters
churning underneath.
—
The sail is torn,
and the rudder is lifted;
“Lord, bring me through this storm,
and safely to a shore.”