Log in the Waves

Broken hearted and sad, I walk upright;

A dumb ape in a world of dumb apes,

A log in the waves.

Knowing sorrow's always beside me, I walk upright.

"O crown of light!" I sometimes say,

"I know you're grand,

But I must not forget my wife,

So I hold her hand"

And with the wide-eyes sorrow brings

We see it all

Like logs in the waves:

Effortless through oceans squalls,

And we know storms are relentless,

So so are we. We will not leave.

Sadness, my wife, and I

are honest with each other

And in mornings, I reach my hand under the quilt

where she hides

To tickle her feet

and at my touch,

She cracks a smile