[Intro]
A shrill intrusion cuts through peaceful space,
I post a mental sign they can’t erase:
Gone to the coast, retreating to the height,
Unmoved in flesh, but shifting into light.
A sunlit haven where the dust beams gleam,
In quiet stillness where I sit and dream.
[Verse 1]
Constant interruptions shatter my retreat,
Redundant calls on replay endlessly repeat.
Trivial logistics flooding through the phone,
Breaking every moment that I hold alone.
I retreat to memory, clear and mountain-still,
An old canvas shelter on a high pine hill.
Inhaling wild resin while the rain-storm pours,
Finding quiet beauty on the campsite floors.
They worry about dirt, but I process the scene—
Scent, texture, and hidden light between.
While others miss the spectrums in their sight,
I absorb every sound, color, and light.
[Pre-Chorus]
Excuse the sharpness when you break my space,
I guard this sanctuary, this sacred place.
The flesh is still, but perception flies,
I peer straight through the soul behind your eyes.
[Chorus]
I scale high sand dunes above the shore,
To feel crashing energy and ocean roar.
Thunder in the water, tremor in the ground,
I absorb salt and spray without a sound.
Off to the summit, off toward the sea,
This mental sanctuary keeps saving me.
Secluded in a fortress, calm and slow,
To heal where only quiet spirits go.
[Verse 2]
They shrink away when eye to eye we meet,
Startled by a depth they can’t defeat.
It terrifies them when they look at me—
I look into their soul, pure sensory.
Not my own power, not a spell I cast,
A divine grace from God, profound and vast.
I never lost this gift, it never died,
Just overwhelmed by sickness, tossed aside.
I ignored warnings, brushed red flags away,
Till God restored my focus, calling me to pray.
Light on quiet specks speaks of sacred grace,
An elevated vision time cannot erase.
[Pre-Chorus]
Excuse the sharpness when you break my space,
I guard this sanctuary, this sacred place.
The flesh is still, but perception flies,
I peer straight through the soul behind your eyes.
[Chorus]
I scale high sand dunes above the shore,
To feel crashing energy and ocean roar.
Thunder in the water, tremor in the ground,
I absorb salt and spray without a sound.
Off to the summit, off toward the sea,
This mental sanctuary keeps saving me.
Secluded in a fortress, calm and slow,
To heal where only quiet spirits go.
[Bridge]
Though physical barriers constrain my frame,
No sickness tethers what I cannot name.
I endure trials through the deepest night,
Surrendering the burden to divine light.
God takes the helm, quiets every fear,
Restoring clarity as truth grows clear.
[Outro]
No interruptions, just the ocean air,
The rustle of the leaves, a silent prayer.
Not absent, merely deeper in my mind,
Reclaiming grace the world has left behind.
Off to the shore...
Off to the height...
Resting in God's light.