Over The Waves
Sun, please watch me
tear the unruffled lake
into waves of white
this morning
after many nights
into waves of white
this morning
after many nights
denied me some sleep
For you cannot bring me
the sea I've wished to live by,
a yearning to embrace the
the sea I've wished to live by,
a yearning to embrace the
island and anchor
myself against this longing
myself against this longing
From this bed
of confinement,
this lingering question,
who is going to bring me home?
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