Ephemeral

The voice of the ocean is near as we’re  setting out here, half awake before dawn

Emptiness spinning in space, only persons and places to which time belongs

Drawn by the moon in a sky, here’s to hoping we find those bright stars in our hands

On this ride through the dark to some shore, oh to be nothing more than a wave crashing sand

 

Some say they have seen a bright flash of green at the set of the sun

Rays of joy and of pain that fall the same on everyone

May we open our hearts in larger part to whomever we can

On this ride through the dark toward some shore, aren’t we nothing more than waves crashing sand

 

 

 

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