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A Searching Heart
I walk along the warm and nestled beach
With the cool water splashing the heels of my feet
I ask myself everyday where are you? Am I yours?
I wait for roaring waves to send me an answer
But nothing comes.
I walk through the colorful garden
Between the daffodils and orchids
With every brush of every petal, I pray
I pray that when I end this peaceful walk, you will be there
But no one appears.
I walk though the crowded streets
I turn left, I turn right
I have no sense of where to go
I stand still in the blizzard of bodies
As the people shove my ...