Saturday, June 7, 2008

Beckoning

The night wind soothes and calls
My name is forgotten
My dreams are fulfilled
As the ocean whispers secrets
Of endless Ages

Life gently pursuades me
And I reluctantly submit
Grudgingly, not lovingly yet
I progress

The sun shines now and
I am embraced
The wind cools my flesh
And I wonder
That I seldom truly see

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