I OF THE STORM Will you hold me steady As the path surges Over all rising tides Will you fix me in your gaze As horizons tumble Worlds slip and collide Will you take my hand When trying to grasp What slips through my fingers Will you steady my heart When panic and fear And disarray lingers Will you gather my feathers When Sun gets too close And wings become frayed Will you be my radar When wires short circuit My grounded charade Will you walk beside me When I wander off track Way too close to abyss Will you have my back When knees turn to jelly At it’s…