I WALK ALONG THE ROCKY SHORES

OF OUR QUIENTESENTIAL LIVES

AMONG THE THINGS THAT I ADORE

ARE THE GRAINS OF SAND

TO FEEL THE WARMTH BENEATH MY FEET

TO BE WHERE EARTH AND WATER MEET

THE OTHER NIGHT I TOOK MY WALK

INTO THE SAND SOFT STEPS OF TIME

I TOOK A MOMENT THERE TO STOP

TO BREATHE AND EASE MY MIND

THE GENTLE WHISPER OF THE NIGHT

THE INNER FLIP I CAN’T DESCRIBE

TO FEEL IT TO SEE IT

TO WANT AND NEVER NEED IT

TO TURN AND WALK AWAY

TO SAVE IT FOR ANOTHER DAY

TO LIVE FOR NOW NOT YESTERDAY

TO NEVER TAKE MORE THAN I CAN GIVE

WITHIN A SINGLE GRAIN I SEE

A BIGGER PICTURE BEFORE ME

FOR EACH PIECE HOLDS A SPECIAL PLACE

WITHIN THIS JOURNEY THAT WE TAKE

TO HOLD THIS LIFE WITHIN MY HANDS

TO HOPE THAT I MIGHT UNDERSTAND

TO FEEL IT TO SEE IT

TO WANT AND NEVER NEED IT

TO TURN AND WALK AWAY

TO SAVE IT FOR ANOTHER DAY

TO LIVE FOR NOW NOT YESTERDAY

TO NEVER TAKE MORE THAN I CAN GIVE

TO FEEL IT TO SEE IT

TO WANT AND NEVER NEED IT

TO TURN AND WALK AWAY

TO TRUST THAT THERE WILL BE A WAY

TO KNOW THAT IT’S ENOUGH TO LIVE

TO NEVER TAKE MORE THAN I

TO NEVER TAKE MORE THAN I

TO NEVER TAKE MORE THAN I

CAN GIVE

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