​​​Where the storm meets the restless sea,

The sky forgets the shore,

And waves become what hearts once were,

unquiet evermore.

 

The darkness bends across the blue,

Where wind and water meet,

And every wave that breaks apart

Returns beneath our feet.

 

Perhaps the storm is not the end,

But where the tides begin,

for somewhere underneath it all,

the quiet waits within.