The ground shakes beneath my feet,

Choppy waters pull me down,

My first step into the fog,

was how I would not drown.

I set on a journey to touch the stars,

But only found storms and howls.

I found the fear that wore my face,

And in the pause, I found my grace.

I hear the wind call my name,

The sea invite me home,

And in the quiet inbetween,

I found the place I’d always known.