Remnants of waves brought by and crashed
Smaller and persistent towards each other
Never ending turmoil and thunder
I was and still on the little
Floating hereby and wonder
In all fear in nature's hails of laughter
I see you
Walking on the unending upheaval
Standing its ground on violent waters
Like a ghost in my fearful sorrows
But your light showed its glorious wonder
Speak and approach the little
Stilling winter and caress baby waters
I step out in the rumbling giant
Feeling your hand steering through mists
And piercing through the engulfing darkness.
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