When you were in trouble you were calling out unto the deep. With faith that suggested it would actually answer you back. Now it seems that you barely even remember that the ocean exist.
Come again.
When the hills reject you and your mountains don’t move, your feet will find my shores again.
And if upon your arrival you find the tide receding do not think to yourself that I have rejected you too.
Simply press forward
To where you found me before
And whether you can or cannot mark when the tide returned
if you stand firm
you will once again find yourself
Standing in the deep.