Into The Tempest

“Into The Tempest” – written and read through Walter

All things will be lost
within this tempest,
rent and tossed,
shape and form
rise and fall,
yet let there be no crying
for in the apparent dying
there exists the
overarching underlying
of which I would not
deign to describe,
for to ascribe qualities
is to fall flat
and join the legions
of those who know,
who breathe a belief
borne on the wings of sound
which dies in the tempest
rent and tossed.
I remain in silence
and offer a smile
and enjoy to join you
for a while, a few miles,
with no thought to fear
we remain as what is here,
as the underlying overarching
two appearances marching,
hand in hand,
into the tempest.