Silent steps, toes sink in sand.
Waves wash clean what were old worlds.
Stop, look, and breath; In love, out life.
All is still but calls of hills, walls that rise in mist.
All settles over serene scenes, a calm respiteful dream.
Go, look, and see; off land, on seas.
Wind that will not wither rolls.
It cools all fires, caressing cares, cold is seems.
Don’t be, just go; Out doors, in me.
Senses stir, sights will blur.
In distant traces lines lead on to nothing.
Don’t go, just be; Without fear, with me.
I follow where the nothing lives,
Comforting and frightening, enveloping and free.
In darkness where the light will blind,
I’ve found my place in blissful mind.
A tiny spot, a place all mine,
Of shapes and colors, tones and lines.
The edge of life, of love, and dreams,
A place, it seems, for those divine.
Leave, Let go, move on.
Don’t be with me, and I’ll be fine.
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