Safe Haven

The moon hath waned and ebbed the tide,
Still thou searchest, far and wide.
Dark the sky and black the night,
No stars upon which to rest thy sight.
Cometh thou upon my shore?
Harbor thy soul, and wander no more.
Hearken thee, the words I speak~
Open thy heart for what thou seeks.
I offer thee my gentle hand,
Trade thine oars for verdant land.
Rest thy head now in my arms,
Safe thou be from further harm.