Any More Than I Do In The Sun Poem by Mark Heathcote

I don't stand in the shadows
Any more than I do in the sun
I don't swim against the tide
Any more then I swim with it.

I don't walk in anyone's steps
I don't run from anyone
I don't follow these thankless mice or men,
I don't follow anyone except the Lord, amen.

I don't pass judgement
I don't condemn,
Let the guilty be judged
By the subsistence of that eternal light
Till confronted by his own her own, perpetual-dark night.

I've given up, giving advice
People prefer to cling to their vice
Playing cards, rolling dice of chance
People never disappoint me twice.

I don't stand in the shadows
Any more than I do in the sun
I don't swim against the tide
Any more then I swim with it.

I don't take up arms
I don't fight with anyone
Let them fight with themselves
Dig their graves with their own-staves in that perpetual dark.

But I'll just follow my heart
I don't walk in anyone's steps
I don't run from anyone
I don't follow these thankless mice or men,
I just follow and except the Lord into my heart amen.