Under thunder and gale

Please let the rain in
Open all the windows wide
Let the wind blow that furious thing inside to spring forth some life
I feel it pulsing: a buried network of roots that will break the floor with fresh green shoots to Climb up over me and through the roof
Please let the sails down, let the canvas fall slack and loose
Throw the oars overboard, for they're no use
We'll let the tides take us where they choose
We'll just keep drifting, hoping the waves don't pull us down
And if by chance we find that we've been run aground, we'll start a new life for ourselves Where we've been found