Until the Next Call
"until the next call"
with each soft breeze
the ocean waits for me
it knows I honor all of her being
about crashing waves as eagles fly
I walk along the shore collecting treasure
richness that could only be found along golden sands
whether high upon rocks or at low tides
nothing could be finer gazing at the far and wide
while basking in sunlight reflections
secrets are told while secrets are kept
each time wonder continues to grow
until the next call she remains etched in my mind
SkyWatcher
08-06-18
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