Your presence is a steady shore
where salt and solace intertwine
I walk toward you through turmoil’s roar
and find my breath restored to mine
You listen with a patient tide
absorbing storms I cannot speak
The waves withdraw the doubts subside
your quiet strength repairs the weak
You map the truth in shifting sand
a lighthouse built of warmth and grace
My trembling heart once lost now stands
and learns its rhythm in your space
Whatever drift the years may send
this constant truth persists in me—
each fear will break each ache will mend
on the shore that answers faithfully