Tides of feelings running high

Tides of feelings running high
Across the glittered waves
Calmness prevailed
That sacred stillness
A future was to behold

Hearts could not meet
Language translated to nothingness
Cannot bear to eye on a while longer
When the sinful mind is hostile
to God

Stranger to a free soul
Almost unanswerable

Tides of feelings running high
More than an error to what is palatable
Refreshing showers quickening
the fainting soul
A pardonable frailty

Closing in to pass eternity
That was where it started
Gentle words of invitation
Coldness from
That incongruity

Stranger to a free soul
Almost trapped

And tides of feelings still,
Running high.