Light of the Present
The ocean is calling
my heart is light and warm
far from balling.
I hear the crash
and feel the breeze.
What is better,
what more you please
No worries, no sorrows,
no if's, and's, but's,
or what about tomorrow's
Just the light of the present
and the song of all songs
gleaming through the waves of your radiant existence
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