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Healing Wounds

 

Healing Wounds

 

Calm be thine seas before me

At peace be nature’s fold

Soothing hues of light blues

      mirror that of the sky

Barely-perceptible thine thoughts ripple thine surface

      traveling slowly towards my shore

 

Soothe my tormented being I ask

      tattered and torn and wounded am I

            love and life leave me bleeding

                  how hurt have I allowed my soul to be

 

Take from me this pain

      cleanse my wounds with thy waves

      thine soothing touch I feeleth upon the shore

Melteth do I into thee

      mine blood, thine salt be one

      together sense us each other

Heareth do I thine thoughts

      thoughts without words or sound

      together blendeth our essence

            no border or surface be

 

            salt air

                  cool waters

                        sandy shores

                                                be one

 

      ocean without confines

                        no surf be formed

      wound without surface

                        no bleeding forth

      together as one

                        wounds be not

      mine thoughts

                        thine waves

                                are one

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