Prepare now for the plunge into the deep: To slumber through that sea of currents strange, To flee the storms rampaging as we sleep, And know we'll waken to a world of change. We fall to face the grim Leviathan, Who once survived the storms that now return. From such an ancient mind, we'll dare to learn A history we hope contains a plan. To floods, we leave the rooms that were our home. To thunderstorms, the towers of our song. To leaf and thorn, the lands we made our own. To hope and pride, our boasts when we were strong. Our wisdom, both witheld and not yet won, We'll save till we can rise and face the sun.