Bridget Prewitt Poet Lyric

Hiding In the Pine Trees

I'm waiting for salvation
For the morning sun to rise
I'm waiting for freedom
To look me in the eyes

But I'm hiding in the pine trees
And I'm hiding from the light
I'm hiding in the shadows 
And hiding in plain sight

Do I see a tunnel
Or do I see a wall
Should I crawl forward
Or from it will I fall

I used to be a child 
When life was a game
And I am yet a child
But life is not the same

I'm looking for a warmth
That salvation must provide
But until I find that freedom
In the pine trees I will hide

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Carolyn Devonshire January 10, 2011 at 5:26 PM Bridget, I've been "hiding in the pine trees" most of my life. People keep saying we have to step outside if we want to find that warmth, but it's hard to find the courage sometimes. Lovely poem. Best wishes, Carolyn