The waves are so unruly today,
is that because of me?
The wind is angry
and it's not letting up.
If I jumped right now,
would it take me away?
The trees, the wind, the waves
create such a beautiful sound,
these pages are blowing away.
It's an onslaught
and it's impossible to fight back
so I'll just sit here,
happy to endure it
because I can relate,
nature knows.
Sometimes it's the only thing that understands
so I give back when I can.
I walk against the wind
so it knows I'm still here,
the only way I know to embrace it.
I know it sees me
and I'm not running anymore.
So take me if you need
and I'll accept it as fate.
