The ranting of the gods, this tumbling sky
This wind's strong rain which pelts against my cheek
The world we lit by lightning and the light
Of tall seagrass slow bent against the sand
I stand here I stand here I stand here I stand here I stand here I stand here
I stand here, strangely still with all the world.
Sheer strange they still must be
Here strangely still with all the world
She is me
tumultuous at my feet and yet
My heart is stronger than the roaring wind
That swirls about my body
Taught against its force that blows my eyelids shut
The Lord's my way
I stand here, I stand here, I stand here I stand here, I stand here, I stand here I stand here, strangely still with all the world
She strangely stills me
Strangely still without the rope
Kiss me in a wild song
In one wild song
In a wild song
My restlessness.
