Come sit and talk a spell, dear wind,
Whisper soft where you’ve been,
Through valleys green, past mountain tops,
In twilight’s hush, where day’s light stops.
Tell me, waves, of the ocean deep,
Where secrets swirl and shadows creep.
Your endless pulse, a song so true,
Lull me now, beneath skies blue.
Oh seas, you cradle the world in time,
Swaying slow with rhythm...
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