Tossed by tempests, lost at sea,
A sailor drifts, a wanderer’s plea.
Once anchored in familiar tide,
Now he sails where shadows bide.
Waves crash fierce, a wild embrace,
Yet within the storm, he finds his grace.
The howl of wind, a haunting song,
Guides him through the night so long.
His heart, a compass spun,
Through darkness finds a distant light—
A new horizon has begun.
He sails through shadows, hopes unfurl,
In foreign sands, he finds his place,
Each grain, a whisper of what’s lost,
Yet promises linger in their grace.
Here, where dreams take root and grow,
Beneath the stars, he breathes anew.
From chaos, solace blooms and thrives—
In every wave, the heart finds truth.
For every storm that steals the night,
A dawn awaits the brave and free;
In the dance of tides, a spirit reborn,
Paradise regained, at last, is he.
For every storm that sought to break,
A brighter dawn is his to take.