standing tall

I stand on the tall tower,
i gaze on the sea
waves tangle and detangle
the breeze moves upshoe and down shore
i see a mirage
a reflection of you
a picture of us
an image of our future
the future we build
the building we undertake
and suddenly
i slide and fall,
i rise again and the waters cover me
i rise and stand,
stand tall and move with chariots,
they have come again,
not to fight
but to raise me
i stand tall on the sand
beside the rock,
and listen
to the sweet sounds....



Ain't it great.