I cannot be your shadow
That fades at noon
Or melts into nothingness
When the sun goes down...
I am not the bottle
you toss away, empty
In the midst of your
cross-country run
I am not the twig you break
Nor the grass you step on
Or the water you push back
When you swim forward
You pass me by; unseen
My struggles, my progress,
With your eyes on the horizon,
Seem to you like baby steps
I'm seeking unexplored oceans;
Unseen depths of the woods
The other side of the desert
The vast expanse of space
I must be the sun
I must be the chequered flag
I must be the trophy;
I'm the finishing line.
That fades at noon
Or melts into nothingness
When the sun goes down...
I am not the bottle
you toss away, empty
In the midst of your
cross-country run
I am not the twig you break
Nor the grass you step on
Or the water you push back
When you swim forward
You pass me by; unseen
My struggles, my progress,
With your eyes on the horizon,
Seem to you like baby steps
I'm seeking unexplored oceans;
Unseen depths of the woods
The other side of the desert
The vast expanse of space
I must be the sun
I must be the chequered flag
I must be the trophy;
I'm the finishing line.
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