Ex Hail
As I sit ever so still feeling the wind blow cross my brow.
In the quiet of the night I hear waves crashing into the sandy shores.
In the distance I see a light slowly moving across the silent seas.
Peaceful and serene.
I close my eyes and inhale ever so deeply.
as if to pull in all of this majestic peace into the
innermost parts of my soul.
Never wanting to ex hail.
Copyright © Treasa Jarvis | Year Posted 2011
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