A Rising Wind
Keith Kenniff
Upon the rising wind
That carried him to sea
And only him alone
Above the heavy hearts
The lonely and the weak
And all the broken dreams
Past the evening glow
Has innocence returned
The tide ignites below
She came from the flames
Of pleasure and of pain
The life that waits for him
The fall of the morning star
That broke through the break of light, my sun
And none can separate the sun and it's rightful home