Underwater

Sing to me when the storm is over,
for than I can hear you when the thunder is away.
Deep within the crevasses of my soul I feel you.
Your heart beating once more.
Born again as you walk into the water.
Too good for this crumbling ,feeble body,
But someday when you return I will be with you.
This beating will never wain, a gift from my father above.
You as a friend are a part of every strand, fibber, cell that completes me.
And the water..... has made us clean.