I walked along the sands of time,
Near the water's edge life defined,
Storms that raged in a haggard Soul
Sprays that whispered of more to know.
I picked up shells along the way,
Saving them for a rainy day,
Shells of laughter, of joy and love,
Still somehow it was not enough.
The message was clear, 'Go Within,
Shells to find where begining ends.'
Tides of senses to become whole,
Ebbing and flowing, touching Soul.
Oceans of love from God above,
Drenched in it's spray, washed in his love.
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