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The Guardian

Written by Liron Alon


Down from the wings of the sky I plunge

Into the roar of the sea

My heart's pounding helps me judge

How far I am from safety


I'm scared, and often think of home

But on duty I must be brave

Strangers depend on me and I must show them

In danger how to act and behave


What differs me from those I save?

What makes us who we are?

Is it the thrill we crave?

Or the constant raising of the bar?


I'll tell you, it's not this nor that

It's not the count I look at

It's that saving a life, although hard,

Is by itself its own reward.





Photo credit: https://pastorernieblog.org/2014/12/20/he-stills-the-storm/


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