And, I, a child...
For the "Prince of Tides..."
And I, A Child...
(For the "Prince of Tides")
And I, a child of the storm, sought refuge in the lighthouse
of your strength
yet was turned away-back to the turbulent oceans
to a world of wonder.
A child of the storm, forced back to the waters
has no place there
the world of wonder has no place for her.
The waters are unkind and unforgiving
And I, a child of the storm, came to you for rescue
again was turned away
stranded on an island of disillusions...Alone.
Forced on a solitary voyage, to find a place in the wonder.
You, the conductor of my symphonies, were to tune my songs in keys
of faith. Yet it was not to be-my song was without rhyme or
reason-knowledge or power.
And I was destined to be lost in the wonder without belief.
A child of the storm can find no shelter in the harsh winter
ushering in seasons of change.
You were to be my navigator-keeping me on course.
That too was not to be.
For I drifted further-wandered deeper
lost without hope in the world of wonder.
And I, a child of the storm-ran to you for protection, comfort and
But you knew nothing of these things and I was left abandoned
on the shores of my youth
swimming in the unforgiving currents
to reach sun drenched lands
of promises fulfilled-hopes realized.
Before the journey could end, I, a child, had to survive the storm.