Fire in the belly
running with the wind
chasing shadows with a dreamcatcher
trying not to sin.
I never saw the answer
but the question broke my heart
I wished upon a star for you
I wished the new would start.
I waited by the water
skipping stones until you came
if you’d lost me in the moonlight
I’d love you just the same.
I listened to your echoes
to your song and to your cry
there’s a story in the thunder
there’s a lifetime in the tide.
When the shadows deepen
when the dark is near
I’ll be waiting in your wonder
I’ll be fighting with your fear.
And in each blissful sunrise
in our laughter and our calm
we’ll find peace between the storm clouds
we’ll find hope to keep us warm.
But if far woods do beckon
and if perchance I have to go
bright birds will sing my song for you
I’ll be the sparkle on new snow.
~Becky Robbins
Photo: "Painted Trillium", Naples, Maine by Becky Robbins.
running with the wind
chasing shadows with a dreamcatcher
trying not to sin.
I never saw the answer
but the question broke my heart
I wished upon a star for you
I wished the new would start.
I waited by the water
skipping stones until you came
if you’d lost me in the moonlight
I’d love you just the same.
I listened to your echoes
to your song and to your cry
there’s a story in the thunder
there’s a lifetime in the tide.
When the shadows deepen
when the dark is near
I’ll be waiting in your wonder
I’ll be fighting with your fear.
And in each blissful sunrise
in our laughter and our calm
we’ll find peace between the storm clouds
we’ll find hope to keep us warm.
But if far woods do beckon
and if perchance I have to go
bright birds will sing my song for you
I’ll be the sparkle on new snow.
~Becky Robbins
Photo: "Painted Trillium", Naples, Maine by Becky Robbins.