The Wayfinder

Feel a shift in the wind

Dark clouds up ahead

I've faced it before

Felt the salt on my skin

Cause in my mind I've taken on

To see the way back home

I have a great crew

All knowing what to do

If we can only hold it tight to the wind

You be the teacher

In the darkness reveal

Swells passing under

From where I must feel

Guiding stars they rise and they fall

Which house do they live in

The ancient voice calls

With no time to sleep

Only glimpses of rest

All my senses are burning

Being put to the test

Islands rising in my mind

And yet I know

It's easy to get lost in nothing

But miles of blue

And find your way when clouds keep

The heavens hidden from you view

If you be the teacher

The help me to know

How the birds are showing us

We're close to our home

Sometimes it's lonely

My weary eyes stare

Yet knowing they trust me

In getting us there

Take us home from the southern seas

Under northern skies lies our destiny

Hoping the wind will be a friend

With no trace of smoke on the horizon

It always makes me sad

When I first sight land

Knowing the job of the Wayfinder

Is finally done