Traveling alone along life's shores, looking out towards
a vast beyond.
Feeling peace stir with every crashing wave, watching
shells tumble and roll upon the sand afterwards.
Existing in a space of time - a tunnel of solace forming,
always life to protect it from outside discourses and ruin.
Existential co-existence rallies beyond words, as the ocean's
roar meets and blends with a sky of white cumulus clouds.
Walking alone, seeing an existence bound with nature as all
of earth bows down to create an atmosphere of serenity and
love with family.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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