Seagull In The Storm - Mark Laurent
Artist: Mark Laurent

I’ve never really been strong
Never really held on to my direction
Like a needle seeking north
I can be thrown off by any vibration
So I call out to you
Like a seagull in the storm
A baby who cries for his mother’s arms

Sun is warm upon my back
Green earth instructs and enfolds me
There is nothing that I lack
Except the truth of the stories you told me
When I called out to you
Like a heckler in the crowd
A sinner at the edge of your circle of friends.

I’ve never really been alone
Only in the depths of my imagination
And when there’s nowhere to go
I stand still and hope for salvation
Then I call out to you
Like a shepherd in the dark
Just outside the shelter where love is born.