An Ocean Between Us

There is quiet on the shores of Heaven,
Broken by the crashing waves.
A soundless wind from mountain blows,
Over a darkened flowery vale.

Desolate winter envelopes the land,
And cries the land for water.
Parched has been the drying earth,
In the madness of winter's slaughter.

But spring then blooms in tender twigs,
And the sun across the zodiac dances.
Spring has come to set us free,
From the winter's threatening lances.

But August comes with Autumn gray,
Whom the forest welcomes in pain.
The last leaves while dying saw,
The threatening black clouds of rain.

There is an ocean between us,
And a storm mars the horizon bleak.
Oblivious rain from a sky of rust falls,
The wind whispers to the creek.

I cannot fight this Ocean of Hate,
The Divine Light hidden beyond a Forest of trees.
The dark Sun shadows the Ocean Land,
And hope dies in a moment of peace.