Lost In The Hurricane

I'm lost within the hurricane the wind is howling all around the waters are no longer still but roar to mock the wolfen sound I'm lost at sea in nightmare fear the ship is pitching to and fro at any moment it may crash beyond salvation's ebb and flow on rocky crags we run aground although the raging storm must blow the clef rock trail reveals a vale and shelter that the gods bestow and entering those restless woods I know this is the master plan the blessing of eternity at least for one old rambling man finally the wind subsides the rougarou of howling fears is banished from the garden path now guarded by an angel's tears she reaches out her hand to me and then I recognize her face my guardian was always there my rescue from this wretched place I turn a see the ship go down and others stumble to the shore I bid them on to Eden's glen we're lost in hurricanes no more and it may be this vision quest is mute and blind with fantasy but I will find my garden spot so if you would just come with me and we may walk into that glen or lie beneath its verdant sod but either way it still is true that we will find our only god