Along The Shore - Poem by adam palmquist
Cold breath with heavy steps,
the rocks rush the shore,
standing near the edge
in sight of nothing more.
In deep beguile and wonder
he hears heaven's thunder
standing there on the shore.
The seething waves o'er takes his heart,
his soul is thrown in the deep,
drown in mother's art.
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