2009
I looked upon the vastness of the sea But all the years of wanderlust had fled The breaking waves recalled to memory The day I cast the ashes of my dead. Across the pale blue waters sailed my dreams Of youth, of hope and possibility, The tears no longer rivulets but streams. There were years of an undying unity As two souls journeying through love once found The spirit's contemplative higher ground And felt as one the coming world to be.
Poems Undated (1727)
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