WHERE I STAND

WHERE I STAND

 

 

Since childhood I’ve stood here,

looking out as if waiting for

something to appear.

 

We are shorelines.

Pressed by waves of thoughts,

touched by winds of words, yet we

feel safe in the safety of an eventide flow.

 

We gather at sunset, remembering

farewells while shading our eyes at

sunrise from the brightness of days,

as we push and step.

 

Storms draw the curious to stand

at this place, challenging the ocean

and then forced to retreat.

 

My return is forever, a visit through

time.

 

 

 

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