Don't change under the Red Sea

As the dark descends we close our eyes,
all become quiet as sounds are hushed.
Suddenly our soul lifts up to an unimaginable intensity
that it shines like a beacon in a black ocean.

Although our vision is blurred we stand still.
The pressure is dominant over all these feelings
but we stay still.
The macabre sound fill our heads and
we just shut our eyes and keep still,
but the emotions are true and the cry is pitched.

We need the air and we crave the light
but this is in our knowledge:
We mustn't change under The Red Sea...