A Calmer Tide ... 



Baby, you have come a long way

Over hills and dales, with no pay

The bumpy waves you rode along

Caught your mind in a so sad song ...



You cried out for help from high above

Even begged the Lord to give you a shove

But, now, the door has been opened wide

The surf's ebbed into a much calmer tide



Your life hung by a thread from the stars

And you cried words of love from your bars

Then, the heavens locked you out once again

And your heart sings a tune without refrain



As your music floats upon silent breath

You grasp for the air to quell your death

Closing out the light which sparked your eyes

As you ride the cruise ship - the dangled prize

 

- Tristram



© Christopher W. Thomas

8:30pm Sun. Jan. 2nd, 2000