Anchor
Written by Ben Walsh
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Forever my anchor
In waves of sheer anger
The water ascending
Will snarl as it spins
The waves, though imagined
Are no lesser savages
Full of dark sayings
Recalling my sins
Yet do you hold me
Strong and unfaltering
With a sweet song
In the salt air a-buffeting
You raise me from peril
And place me on stone
My feet are secure
And my future is known
Look there! A lighthouse!
And yonder, the shore!
Darkness is breaking
And day issues forth
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