I stand, silently still
On the edge of the horizon
Wind blowing, bringing careful whispers
As the waves crash beyond
The sun, its warmth across my heart
Give the sky a mellow glow
My toes, they seek in the sand
A line drawn below
White crested waves, they begin
The tide it has turned
Closer to shore they come
On them my dreams returned
Slinking, rippling towards the line
The waters they have reached
Claiming resolve and determination
Inhibitions have been breached
Walls broken, barriers dropped
I step over a line once was
Arms outstretched, I soar above
Into a land of lost desires and love
Author: Bianca Pagani
Copyrighted by SalvationWriter Publishing 2009
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