The fjord lay still beneath the sky No restless wave, no seabird cry The harbor slept, the fields were gold The day was calm, the air was cold Yet calm can hide what eyes ignore The wind is born before the storm The fishermen repaired their nets The traders counted silver debts The children played beside the shore The village feared no threat of war The walls stood high The gates were strong The people said What could go wrong? I saw a hinge beginning to fail A loosened rope beside a sail A storehouse built too near the flame Small things no one else would name The elders laughed and shook their heads The sea is calm, the baker said The sea speaks softly before it roars The wind is born before the storm Before the thunder Before the rain A careful eye Can break the chain Before the darkness Fills the sky The wise prepare The strong survive Before the storm Before the tide Thorsec saw What others hide Before the wind Could shake the shore The village stood Prepared before Before the storm Before the night Thorsec showed What must be made right The weakened beams were bound once more The timber moved away from doors The ropes were changed, the gates secured The smallest risks were all observed A little labor, a little care May spare a village great despair Then came the clouds from waters far They swallowed moon and swallowed star The harbor shook beneath the gale The mountains vanished behind the hail The wind arrived with iron breath But found no weakness left beneath Before the wind Before the tide Thorsec saw What others hide Before the storm Could claim its prize The truth was seen Through watchful eyes Before the storm Before the night Thorsec showed What must be made right Morning came with golden light The harbor stood through every night The storm was never our victory Seeing it coming was Before the wind... Before the storm... Thorsec watches...
