Advent

All powerful, God creator,
In the wind of the typhoon we pray,
In the force of the hurricane we pray,
In the flood of the tsunami we pray.
In the gales and the ice and the burning sea
We are powerless
So on our knees we pray.
In the tumult of the earth,
We look to heaven.
In the rising of the tide we look,
In the heat haze search for breeze.
We are weak in the skin of the soil,
Flimsy in the molten blood of the land,
And for mercy pray.