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beside the sea
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i came to mend upon a shore and mourn a fading city-dream and find a shell not found before beside a dimming ocean scene beneath an unfamiliar sky i feared the loss of days gone by my life is empty, as before my heart is weary, nothing more and with me one who traveled far to trust to me her hand and late we saw the plainest stars and, sinking in the sand ignored the midnight meteors and spoke the boldest plans lost, two souls upon the sand distant we, though hand-in-hand that night came sudden and unsought and put to shame my haste and rearranged my cluttered thoughts and dressed my doubts in lace and told me tales i'd half forgot and gave me back my face and now we are lost in the story and cannot notice the passing of time that night renewed the self i lost and soothed unspoken sorrow taught well the need for emptiness and leaving fields to fallow put salt into my blandest soup and sand into my hair and brought me back to childhood's unanalyzing stare they say that life began beside the sea anyone who's square with God is square with me by Ronald L Conte Jr |
© Copyright 1995 by Ronald L Conte Jr
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