Out-scream the rain

What do you think of when you sleep at night

When all you trophies are place before you?

What do you hope for when you think of time

When your past is behind you?

And in your prayers, do you feel so small

Just like a shell beside the raging seas

And in that chair, do you feel s lost

Like a storm drowned in the earth

Can you out-scream the rain when the sky gets angry?

Can you out-walk the waves if they were your enemies

Can you rule the sun and tell her when to set?

Hold the trees and ask them not to fret

Can we live together , even in times as dark as this?

Can we love forever even in life’s little wind?

Can we be gods unto man or unto ourselves

Or can I be still unto you, hide in my shell?

My heart be simple, wiser I refuse to be

That I may love and trust so endlessly

I can’t out-scream the rain or out-walk the waves

I can’t rule the sun, or explain life’s pain

But I can live and love and believe

I can fight and pray and perceive

And when I pray, I love to feel so small

Like a mute brown shell bejewelling the sharp white shore

When I sleep, I enjoy being numb

Trusting, but thinking nothing

Because, I let nothing bother me

And I pride in my littleness

Because indeed, little means free