High tide
The storm is coming
Moving and brewing
Like a magical potion luring
Clouds are gray and ominous
As shadows draw in
Doubt and fear can’t win
But your breath is nowhere near!
Breathe in and let go
Come in and say no
Your mission: to trust
And hard work, ha robust
Trust in a power within your being
That already knows and is yet enthralled
A formidable force and one-of-a-kind
A spark of it All that comes here in a form
A rhythm and order in all’s to come
The power of three bestowed by Thee
When trust and surrender stand tall
Love and Light will pervade any wall
And for this she was again born…