What Distance Ate

Distance has captured my love,

He will not let her go.
No matter how hard I pull,

He always runs the show.


I tried to free her from his chains,

Of silver and hard stone.

I pushed hard and hard I pulled,

Yet he didn’t even groan.


Distance is a formidable foe.

And hard he is to fall.

I called loud after my love,

Yet distance ate my call.


I tried to run and get her,

To pull her from his grasp,

But he wouldn’t have it,

He wouldn’t let me pass.


So now here I sadly sit,

To watch time’s passing by,

I wait here so silently

Waiting for just one more try.


-Coram Deo 2-18-05

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