Do you hear me calling?
Waves seem desperate for contact
My message has no bottle
Rudderless lies adrift like a raft
I know it’ll get through
Blind faith is my temple
Time my worn thin amulet
I have bound these feelings
Silver threads called expectations
I tell my shadow of the day coming
He laughs at the notion
But I have seen the other side
Beheld in the finest dream
Your face kissed by the Sun
Upon these distant Shores