The ebb and flow of devotion to you.
The Tempest brings need
The calm delays surrender
My life is moved by the moon
Its direction and rotation seem to guide my waves
leaving only absence of life
Neither death nor life, nothing
My eyes forget
That the moon is only a reflection
The light from another source
The real creator of life
Life needs the sun
The moderator of seasons
Of life and death
Renewing creation eternally
My life needs the Son
Shining on my darkness and light
Reviving a dead heart
Eternally renewing flesh and death to spirit and life
