Sparkling waters

The waves of continuity succeed

Temptations of the winds proceed

Blue waters sparkling as crystals

There is no end to it’s depths

Moving waves crashing

Arouses the senses

To meditate within

Cool breeze

Seems to breathe

In the rapture of the moment

The waves get higher

Then lower

Reaching a calming peak

Of still

The wake is born

And called

A warmth

Of heart


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