With tiring feet and weary soul,
I walked onto the seashore,
And there
Serenity in the air encountered the clamor in me,
Shine in the sand looked closely at the obscurity in my eyes
Consistency in the waves stood against the dubiety of my mind
Tides came roaring & stroke the beach,
Then quietly went back as if had found peace,
The touch of water for a while eased my burning feet
What was I looking for, where would I find peace.
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