I'm Here
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stevewaldrop
stevewaldropStoryteller, Poet
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The longings of the writer...and his anchor.

I'm Here

by stevewaldrop

From frigid glacier to scorching sand,

Between the fireflies and the evening mist,

Between yearning heart and breaking dawn,

Lies a land he longs to roam.

Step by step he scales the height

Or drifts along the lazy current,

Howling winds bear his wings aloft

As he fearless seeks out hidden lands.

His eyes search dim horizon

And his heart explores the cosmos, yearning.

Then a warm, gentle arm encircles his waist,

And she whispers, "I'm here, my love, I'm here.

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