Where cliffs embrace
the endless sea,
And golden hour sets
spirits free,
The wind whispers a
lonely song,
Of where I feel I can belong.
I stand and watch the
day retire,
My heart alight with
golden fire
The ocean vast, the sky
so wide
With a boundless space where thoughts can hide.
With every wave that
greets the shore,
A hope is born to seek
out more,
In this serene and sacred place,
I find my peace, my time, my space.
T.M.Solvang
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