The Soul Looking West

The breaking waves that catch the skin

That rise and churn and fall

Are everywhere around the knees

And can’t be stopped at all.


The sand that flows like river tide

In and out and up and down

Brushes over all your toes

And never minds your frown.


The ocean lets you gaze out long

And never blames you for the view

But when you stare out at the sea

You’ll find it staring back at you.

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