Idle, I was drifting.

barely sifting in your waves.

‘Til the day that you convinced me

merely sifting wasn’t saved.

So you tossed me in your tidal

and helpless I learned faith.

You cast me ‘gainst your rocky shores

and bloodied I felt bathed.

You stepped on me, and stepped along

and shattered I grew strength.

And washed ashore, so many more

of Us you made that day.