Cotton soft mist drips onto my face
are they not the tears of the lost
all around gathered near.
Torrents of life flooding this plain
with you can I trust in this river
again crossed with soul.
Mindful of wind sail filled the chill
heart of the rain quenched
my fire.
Oceans forever vast call your name.
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Oceans forever vast call your name...Great verse...heartfelt one...10++++++++