BLOODLINE

I wear the crown of a dying king

Long gutted by the storm

My crown weighs heavy

Where all land ends

I am headed for the north

It pulls me from a distance

Like the waves that rush the shore

I sink in the sand

In the cold north wind

The waves are breaking tall

I am king of the water

I reign over the storm

In my bloodline, I carry

What is yet to be born

My head contains oceans

My heart holds the rain

Where water runs clear

The sky speaks my name

Through gray winds, wailing

I hear the siren song

Standing tall, I carry

The weight of the storm

I am descended from embers

That burn in the blood

I command the north waters

Of the life-giving flood

Where the water runs clear

And the sun's colors dance

The sorrows I've held

Will run through my hands

I will keep walking forward

Though the embers grow small

Against the north wind

I will hold myself tall.