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by Mac1
Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #2038010
The life you are granted is not your own, but to carry your mission as it was intended.
White Caps

I carve the sea,
standing on two feet.
The sun lights a path,
A course I must take.

I look toward the horizon,
The suns path follows.
White caps crashing,
becoming blue sea.

Steadily the wind takes me,
My horizon unchanged.
The Suns path guides me,
in course seeking change.

The sea carved has no name,
horizons all look the same.
White caps crashing,
becoming blue sea.

In course my soul inquires,
horizons will I connect.
Winds providing guidance,
My heart providing strength.


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