Stepping beyond the familiar woods
From where I stand on the rocky cliffside
I can see him, there, out in the dark water
I see the strength of his strokes
The grace with which he flows
I know he’s capable
Despite the black chill
I know he won’t drown
But some days the waves are higher than others
I watch and wait
Wondering which shoreline he will find
The waves are high tonight
I watch him swim, faithful he’ll make it out ok
Even knowing there’s no need
I can’t help but wish for a boat
Sometimes the things we don’t need
Can make such a difference
I watch him swim
Wondering which shore will be home
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May 25, 2025
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