Samuel L Johnson - What Still Walks With Me

Описание: What Still Walks With Me (Gigout)
The morning holds its breathing
Like it’s waiting on a cue,
The light comes in through half-closed blinds
And feels like something true.

There’s a space beside my footsteps
That keeps a matching pace,
Not a shadow, not a memory,
But a presence without a face.

The doorway knows my coming,
The floorboards know my weight,
Like something once was written here
That never learned to fade.

The air still moves in patterns
I didn’t make alone,
Like every breath I’m taking now
Remembers being two in one.

I don’t speak the word I’m missing,
I let the silence say
What’s carried in the way I stand,
In how I walk my days.

The world still turns its corners,
The horizon still calls my name,
But I answer with a steadier voice,
Not the man I was, but the man I became.

Because some love becomes a compass,
Not a place, not a sound,
It doesn’t point you backward,
It teaches how to walk your ground.

And I don’t wear this loneliness
Like something torn or frayed,
I wear it like a gentle strength
That time could not persuade.

So when the night leans closer
And the dark feels wide and deep,
I walk with what was given once,
And what I still get to keep.

The morning holds its breathing
Like it’s waiting on a cue,
The light comes in through half-closed blinds
And feels like something true.

There’s a space beside my footsteps
That keeps a matching pace,
Not a shadow, not a memory,
But a presence without a face.