In a dinghy drifting free.
The air is brisk and chaps our skin
As it sweeps up off the sea.
Yet I feel burgeoning warmth
In my spirit from a flame
That only God can kindle
At the mention of your name.
The stars are shining, glimmering
But they are not in the sky.
The haze extinguished every light
Save the sparkle in your eye.
For a year we have been drifting.
We’ve been drifting in the sea.
I pray we never drift ashore
So you will abide with me.