Set beneath the fall leaves,
Stand sand beneath my feet.
A breeze rushes the ocean tides, and
Swallows the last of my footsteps.
Along the sea of pain,
The direction of the salt water
Guides my fears, and
Swallows tranquility.
Ocean I have looked to the skies....
O sky of hope
Give me light in the morning days.
When I rise,
Fill my eyes with compassion and joy.
Deliver me from the deception that swallowed me.
Guide me as I set in your direction.....Oh sky of hope.
Beautiful! That's a 10+++. I love this poem. It is very poetic.
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I love the fall leaves, the sea of pain, the deception, the compassion, the joy, and finally the sky of hope. Hope is the last refuge.