In the changing of the seasons
The waves rolled in like giants
A roar of chaos and play
But those were the hunger
Of all my younger days
As I’ve come to see
The ebb and flow
The color shift to darkness
There’s still a soft shimmer
A glimmer of hope
The wind comes to touch
My solitary soul
Within this fragile skin
This belly of the water
The Wild has come to know
Circle waves go round and round
They rise above, they hit the ground
But I am just a witness now
I once was lost, but now I’m found
Sunrise and sunset
A ball of fire hits a level plane
The changing of the seasons
Light and dark
Like night and day
Hand in hand
We find our way
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