Send the Siren who will croon to my blood
Knowledge of how to ride this flood
For a storm comes again, though not in violence
It rages now in stealthy silence
Tides growing restless on receding shores
Selling redemption on the streets, and in the stores
Waves and walls will come crashing down
Those who can’t swim with the current, will drown
So I am summoning Olde songs of creation, rebirth
The clarion call that long ago awakened this earth
Instruct me once again to embody tempest wind
For learning how wings fly, is a genesis within
A willingness to fall, yet the courage to leap
I will look to your wisdom when I sleep
My heartbeat recalls drums on the savanna, I dance
As stars wheel above me, in epiphany’s glance