I am breathing in the air of the sea mist
Watching the waves that are moon kissed
Leaving my footprints like a checklist
Listening to the ocean like a lyricist
The lines of the horizon I see clearest
The peace of the sands like a therapist
The smell of the salt I can’t resist
The patience of the waves saying to persist
Everything around me proving to insist
The depths of God are of what life consists
Ps.42:7
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