The Island - Royal Wood

I spent my life so patient

Waiting for the descent

The gift to bring me water

The drought that ends thereafter

I tread my foot most lightly

Past the day left nightly

And striving to be honest

But hopeless without ballast

For the light did sweep across the sea

You were the keeper of the key

And the holder of my destiny

A thousand poems for the sight I’ve seen

I’ve found myself the island

A tree will bend and offer

The branch to give the altar

My promise will not falter

To you my dearest lover

And now we lay

Down the day

In this we’re safe

We know the way

Where we’re going