The Calm

I had no single hope—
No calm in my storm. 

The rain pours down, 
And so do my tears. 
Angry wind has subsided, 
Quite unlike my fears. 

As far away as the sun, 
Yet still as comforting as the pale moon. 
My love is as endless as the ocean, 
And our souls—the songs of two birds, perfectly in tune. 

But the pain only grows—
Because you're not here. 
A quiet storm brewing inside—
Soon to rain, soon to tear. 

Why is it that when I need you most, 
I stand on the beach, waiting, but you're so far from the coast? 
My life, a ship within a dark and endless hurricane:
You, the single light that guides the way. 

You are my only hope—
The calm in this storm.