Tuesday, 9 August 2011

Play-thing for the wind











Strolling on the beach
Out of sight 
And beyond reach
Of everything but wind and sea

And in this calming place
With a wandering mind
And smile upon my face
I can relax and be happy

For troubles that travel
Here on the sands
Unravel
They no longer capture me

As the breeze blows on my face
I realise
There is no disgrace
In finally feeling free

I know if I open my heart
I won't simply
Fall apart
And that is how it should be

And with shackles lost
I won't
Count the cost
That is a certainty

So I'll roll out my words
In whole
Not two-thirds
'Till they're out there, unconditionally

Let the wind blow
I won't yield
You know
Now I've finally found my key

Let the waves roll in
I'll fight them
Thick and thin
I'll stand up and be Three



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