Saturday, August 1, 2009

Give it to the Water

Hear the midnight breezes whisper
Your head lies upon the sand
Drift sleepily lest you slip away
Do not reach for my hand

For the ocean home calls your secret
And weary souls can no longer deny
Salted waters come cleanse this body
Erase all the world has defied

White sands minuscule pall bearers
In millions such power and strength
To carry this ragged vessel out slowly
Determined to exorcise the pains

Know nothing of fear and breathe
Allow the tears to mix with the sea
Bones tremble as temperature lowers
That past you know now release

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