Up To My Knees
Standing alone
At the shoreline tonight
Up to my knees
Somethings not right
In the back of my mind
There is this thing you see
A something that is quiet
But won't let me be
As fast as I run
I know it is there
I try to stay still
Trying to catch it unaware
This something is cunning
And lightning fast
I know if I am strong
It just won't last
The wind in my face
The rain at my back
This something is close
Seemingly poised for attack
I kneel quietly in reverence
Trying to connect
My old tired ways
In search of respect
Standing alone
At the shoreline tonight
What once seemed dark
Has become increasingly bright
Copyright © Christian Collins | Year Posted 2007
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