Life's Tide
An unseen ghost waves the limbs of a towering green scape
Rocks drown in the sight of the crashing tide
A perpetual motion between a time and place
She speaks to those open to listen
Catching our attention through trials great and wide
We must learn that falling is the only way to glisten
Past wounds will remain and scars will grow
Hold a hand and say a prayer
Save a life, reap what you sow
Live up to my expectations I dare
Dawns of a new day beacon my name I was left here for a purpose, so here I must stay
She knocked on my door, to test me and in she came
Accepted it will be to cry, I will not keep the tears at bay
My favorite minutes are spent with a pen in my hand
I ignore Father Time with a melody in my head
I appreciate free will, but allow The Almighty to decide where I land
One kind word gives me the strength to cease from sinking like lead
Fond memories for dark times I keep
Stagnation, however, is not an option I find new pastures for grazing
This world would be dead if we were not all unique
True sorrow and joy in difference is what makes this life amazing
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