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I look over the immeasurable expanse

of the gulf, beholding its grace,

never taking for granted

its magic and its mysteries.

Wading into the Waters of Time,

captivated by the warm foam,

there is no time to fear the undertow,

the illusive peril.



I have loved these waters,

perhaps even before birth,

the phosphorescent waves

pinnacled with unblemished hope.

I frame this image in my memory

never to forget the purity,

the beauty, the peace,

the response to my every emotion -

the shores where love entered my life,

and the beaches where I found healing

when love was gone.



Kissing the graciousness of the Waters,

touching its white pearls,

knowing the magic will remain

until the end of time -

the time when my angel shall come,

and I will make my final flight

from this star-gleamed shore.