Deep Echoes Of Our Footsteps Poem by Samantha Campbell

... Today we all walk this crooked highway
and tonight we all see
the broken trail
and tomorrow's
seeming such
a long time
yet lonesome
could mean nothing
to all at all...
I can see a reflection
in these waters
but can't yet speak the sounds
that show no pain,
though I hear
deep echoes of my footsteps
still I can't remember
the sound of my own name...
and there's purpose
in this silver-talking river,
there's a beauty
in the sunrise in the sky,
but none of these and nothing else
can match the beauty
that I watch forever
through my true love's eyes
and I know that
my own true love's
still waiting
and I listen
as my heart is still a-pounding
but only when I am lying by Thee
will I rest
this poor head
once again...