In love with all I sense around me,
that was already here, waiting patiently
until I had sense enough to feel
how rain could clean me,
wash away cluttered neglect,
I know it’s real:
in this love with life I feel reborn.
Outside I hear the storm, the sea;
to me, when I was much forlorn,
it was unknown that all this
waited there for me.
While I was none aware,
my senses must have grown,
and they no longer hide now.
I feel you think of me,
my hands reach out to get the phone,
a moment later it does ring, and it is you.
Through the moving curtain
a scent of tar is blown in by the wind
from a ship that has long gone.
Life comes to me as I’m grounded on my feet
and certain of the things I’ve done.
I know love now as I am in it.
All of me, I am surrounded.