I Write

July 2, 2013

I write,

To hear the crashing of the stormy sea

Against a rocky shore

To capture the sound and the power

Of nature's majestic, defeaning roar

I write,

To feel the ecstasy

Of moments with loved ones shared

To joyful times I give these lines

Of happy tidings declared

I write,

To embrace the sorrow

Of hopes gone up in smoke

Of wasted years and countless tears, spent

Toiling in the dirt

I write,

Of beauty and grace

Of joy and of pride

Of sadness and pain

And the shattered remains

For on this page, within these words of mine

My heart and soul shall forever reside

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