On oceans edge
On oceans edge -
Where
Tide and shore
And sand meet
There
I stood barefooted.
Watching,
Waiting
For the suns last light
To die
Dancing
Upon the waters face.
Eternal
Sounds of waves
Moved my soul
Skyward
To wonderment.
I breathed
In creation itself
How perfect in richness
The vastness
Of expanse.
And me shoeless
an observer to it all
but
Also a part of it all.
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