The tide is drawn away from the shell of my heart,
Just as the sun is beginning to shine,
And the shell begins to open revealing the tenderness of my soul,
But where is my ocean?

The ocean has left the beach,
My shell lays lonely in the heat of the day,
My soul exposed to the sky,
And it is to God I cry,
“Save me from myself.”

I’ve held my heart inside so long,
That the tide grew weary breaking on a lonely shore,
It receded with the moon and took my heart along with it,
I should have known the ocean was stronger than my shell.

My pearl, my treasure, my heart is now lost out to sea,
The Ocean may not know it yet,
But he’s got it deep within his depths,
Will it ever come back again?

“Oh God, I cannot live, I cannot breathe,
The ocean has forsaken me,
Forgive my shell for keeping my heart so tight,
I should have known it was a loosing fight,
For I cannot keep my soul from your sun,
Nor my heart out of the ocean.

“I pray that you change the tide once more,
I repent from running anymore,
I need your shelter and you peace,
I need the love you gave to me…”

My shell is bare upon the beach,
Waiting for an answer from the heavens and the sea…

Circa 2007