.
Never been so close,
but felt so far.
I’m coming in fast,
I’m coming in hard.
Started as a slow roller
where the world runs deep.
Now in the shadows,
I break,
and run across the beach.
.
Feeling the winds of change
blow.
Feel the Earth shift
under me.
.
Baby, I’m coming home.
Don’t know,
if there’s
something comforting
about finally making it,
and taking it
all with me.
I wonder if my peak
might be catastrophe.
.
Who am I
to decide
who I’ll be?
I’ve been around
long enough to see,
even Paradise can be ugly.
.
Held the swell,
in time,
in tune.
Tides in line
with the moon.
We knew that the time
was coming soon,
that I would cover you.
. .
Fed by the tremor,
driven by the surge.
I couldn’t fight the urge
if I wanted to.
My moment has come
to reach out to you.
.
Rise and recede,
but you knew
eventually
my time would come,
and here it is.
I hope you can forgive
what I’ve become.
. .
.
HG – 2021
