Thinking of You
the beauty of the ocean
Every day the warmth from the golden sun
Never fails to comfort me from my torment
During times that are filled with sorrow
Energy is heard racing on the ocean waves
Allowing the ripple on the shore to lament
Rehearsing lapping vocals of disconcerting
Memories full of woeful hours
Eventually sending thoughts of spiritual solitude
Never to inhibit my mind, but calm the
Tortured heart that beats once more, with love
Just For All Of You, My Friends
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