Father of Fathers

Writhe in the cold air
That encircles the testament
Of a thousand unsaid sentences
It wanes away into the thought
That tomorrow will still come

Where on the rocky coast
Can I make up the words
To try to see you
With transparency?
And where I won't join you
In your swan dream

Someday that distance will close
One can only ever hope
Someday, it can replace the faith
One day, I'll just wander
And remind myself

With every bit of ocean
With every drop of rain
I will see you clearer
With every mountain
And the grey sky up above
As the day comes to an end

(Oh, my father)



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Writer(s): Red Pine
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