I’ve spent a lifetime weathering storms / at the hem of each one / there has always been / a distant ripple of light / sometimes bright / and sometimes dim / like an ancient hymn / the thunder has lumbered across the plain / I’ve spent a lifetime weathering storms / but look / I still remain.

These days I’m seeing new things / and I’m happy to be alive / last year at the same time / I was struggling just to survive / but seasons change and moods do too / so it’s best to bide your time / while you’re waiting for the boat / you hope will someday take you / to a new kind of beautiful blue.