Monday, January 5, 2009

Beacon

And thru the fog, I see you
Standing softly
Waiting patiently
So resolute in yourself
How I long for that freedom
A crossroads in the fog
To stand for myself
Untainted by the winds that blow
A flame so true
And beyond doubt
To burn for its own sake
Instead of for others
A comfort you are
Standing just outside the fog
A beacon calling
The dream is real
You need only step beyond the fog
And stand
Softly
Patient and true

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