13 July 2009

My Wave

It's a big ocean.
As my wave carries me out to sea,
Away from the shore,
Away into the biggest blue,
I can hear the world turn to water.
Nothing but the restless tide,
Flowing in, flowing out.
Here, I am alone.
Without doubt or fear,
Without false hope or
Broken dreams.
Waves crest and roll around me,
Yet the wave I ride is my own.
Ebb and flow, I roll on with the ocean,
No need to remember,
No fear to lose again,
For here, I am as the water;

For home is where the heart is.

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