Ferocious fangs gnaw on my feet
As I balance through scorching sands.
So much pain the amber grain creeps
Into my brain that burns so deep.
"No more! " I say as I collapse
Onto the sneering sands and stare
The alluring sea that gently taps
The strained knees to a numbing nap.
How serene the sea is to me!
The azure beauty of her draws
My soul towards mystical peace.
Yes, please let me be with the sea!
But the breeze from afar yearns
For me to see the sea's darkness.
For it is time for me to learn
How to stroll on the grounds that burn.
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