The Seer And The Seen

The sands collect the signs of the ocean
The winds hold sway to swell the motion
The breeze that breathes upon the skin

The leaves that leave yet only a skein
Along, within, and through the years
As stray as they never knew the way

Allay the doubt, subdue the fear
Afraid they never knew your name
These seven years are not so long
But long enough for what has come