Friday, 18 July 2014


I've been treading water
For far too long
My desperate inertia
Was way too strong

Now momentum's building like a boulder
Down the slope I watch it rolling
Since you floated gently over

I heard your silent whisper
I heard your wordless call
I saw the empty fixture
Upon the garden wall

I nailed your colours to my mast
I left you stranded and downcast
In all the confusion
As the thunder crashed

And as the waves come rolling in
As the surf it pounds my skin
You stay as constant as the Pole Star

You float there motionless
Your style is effortless
Your patience is limitless
Your compassion is bottomless

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