Seawind

standing here
on top of these mighty black rocks
the seawind dances around me
touches me, all over my body
I can see
the incoming waves gently bending over
falling apart in front of me
it’s through the cracks that
the seawind finds me
whispers to me, silences me
it’s making me still enough to hear
the incoming waves gently bending over
echoing back to me
the voice of my soul
that sets me free

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