Behind The Sun Still
Left at peace I cannot function
silenced without force applied
held at gunpoint fear of failure
potential of the edge decides
concentrate to read the future
call the hands on deck
the ancient clarity and measure
still enough to meet the task
The wind cries, the storm dies, the sea retreats
The presence of mind gathered
to shut the buzz and thunder out
discipline of youth remembered
to deny the universe aloud
the rebel yell will not unnerve you
the human wave in all its force
the tide will break, the break will stay
a monument upon the shore
The wind cries, the storm dies, the sea retreats
my barriers, my barriers will not be breached
