just be

It’s confusing, crying in the sea,

wondering where my tears

and the drops of water really

begin and end.

Or, I could say,

where they join forces.

Oh, the power of water…

the power of you.

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It’s confusing, crying in the sea,

wondering where my tears

and the drops of water really

begin and end.

Or, I could say,

where they join forces.

Oh, the power of water…

the power of you.

It’s confusing, smiling in the sea,

wondering where the light

from above, and the beams from you in me, really

begin and end.

Or, I should say,

where they join forces.

Oh, the power of light,

the power of you.

It’s confusing, not breathing in the sea,

wondering where air holds my being,

like we’re meant to breathe, so why do I stop? To think of

beginnings and endings,

or shall I say,

how they join forces.

Oh, the power of peace.

the power of you.

It’s confusing,

under the sea.

But then I rise,

and breathe,

without a begin or an end…

we just be.

Oh, the power…

oh, the power of you.

Thank you, Sheila,

x, Charlie