My waves are within me.
Shoreless, but not windless.
They take me to the land.
And back I go to the seas.
Lonely the seas are.
Winds are the catalysts,
The sun and the moon my companions.
The wind welcomes me to the highs,
Stirring me to my Godly embodiment.
Letting me be my glorious conqueror.
I fall back to my brooding, wavy self,
Only to long for the winds
To carry me, to hold me…..
One more time, yet one more time…..
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