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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