The blue tide washes up
Touching the sandy earth
Which sinks at its touch
Joining in the movement
The sky watches and brings a breeze for the gulls
Who ride through the mist
Finding breakfast
The sun covers all
Warming the most hidden places
Until the day is done
She acquiesces to the moon
That lights a path for all nocturnal hearts
The stars harmonize creating a path
For the soul to follow.
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