We bend our lives these days
Like strong men bending steel bars with teeth
Tough never tough enough
And your eyes like unguarded gates
To a tough soul so tender
If brings tear to my eyes to look at
No secret passages contained inside
Just a maze of curiosities,
The mysteries of the universe
That ache for something bigger than the turmoil
That engulfs the world
Tough but not tough
You filled with passion for something more
Something real or pure
Powerful in the way the ocean is
Drawn out when a summer squall takes shape
Each wave washing over the world
Reshaping it, while you almost seem
Unaware of your influence
The way the moon is unaware of hers over
These same seas
We sailors riding these passions
Until we either find land
Or sink deep into its perilous flow
Filling our lungs with something
So rich we cannot help but feel satisfied.
