Almost Fallen

A short poetic offering today about patience, longing and the vertigo of getting close to falling in love.

The Quiet Sea

I was standing at the edge

Watching the waves roll in

But I couldn't hear a thing

Beneath these thoughts of you

Watching the Earth inhale

With so many questions on my tongue

And a future I might draw with you

Now uncertain or undone

I was so close to falling

On that event horizon with knocking knees

Nervous but on fire

With moments left to seize

I know you had to sail away

I do not long to see you lost

I only wish you'd found yourself

While still here in my arms

I pray that you will chart a course

Follow the stars down in your heart

And perhaps they will lead you back to me

That is what I must hope

So I will watch the sunrise

Keeping my eyes on water's edge

Hoping your ship will soon return

So I can dive right in