In stormy waters

His boat holds,

As the night darkens

A tale unfolds,

Of desire, kinship and greed

There is much to be freed.

A conquest of the mind

And the world seems blind

To the need and grief,

And what the sailor needs to keep

The night extends to eternity,

The storm will pass for sure

And the boat 

Will anchor shore.

Searching for a piece of my soul

From a time of old,

As the years unfold

Don't know what holds,

The sands of time 

And the threads of destiny.

A conquest has been foretold

Of love, peace and eternity.