Drifting out upon the sea,
in the silence of her deep,
shines a light from off the coast
a beacon that alternates and maps a course.

Uncertain in her surroundings
she had lost her way before,
charting familiar waters
her turmoil comes in waves.

The sound of the sea ebbs and flows,
changing with the tides.
Suspended beneath the clouds
dancing upon the wind.

Moving slowly out and faraway,
stars reflect in knowing eyes.
Hands that cannot touch
nor reach across the oceans.

In a rush to hush and calm the storm,
turbulent and tormenting in her depths.
An undertow pulls her down,
quiet in the silence of her deep.

It is the light that shines,
musical movements that come in waves
weathering every storm.

The sea has never failed in all her majesty,
stirring in her misery
her personal quest to persevere.

As her calm returns
mysterious and peaceful
content within her own elements,
that which she cannot change.

Shimmers in the darkness
casting shadows,
in the silence of her deep.