Keeper Of This Night

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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Keeper of this night wards me to the light To the hearth that keeps me warm, Keeper of the stars leaves 'just one lit' And guide me to where flames burn bright. To the hearth that keeps me warm, Guide me to where these chard fires spit And rekindle but never die or leave you cold. Keeper of the oceans surrounds me and you He is the shoreline ever exceeding its stay Where all-over footsteps are washed away, The one last island to remain after the storm The one last harbour that still can save you Keeper of the desert where cacti stand tall Catches even the prickliest when they fall He remains demonstrably small, indivisible to all Like the lightning in a swashbuckling storm He's the keeper of the hearth that warms me He is the shoreline ever exceeding its stay, Calling near and far, near and far To you and me sail this way.

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