to expect, to hope, to be, to see.
i lose this all when I seem to freeze.
What “is” just seems to fade,
what “will be” then seems to rage.
Alone, uncertain – what i need is you!
Strong arms, quiet comfort,
feeling ease in spite of noise.
I know, I’m strong, that is so true;
Still here i quake!
What went wrong?
Where’s is the knave betrayal’s face has shamed?
Still in the silence,
once again I hear a song.
The song that swings my heart aloft;
that breaks again horizon’s line.
I’m free! Together with you – I am me!
To be, to see, I expect in hope.
Author – Bill Tidsbury