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Standing at the edge of waves
a single line drawn in the sand
On this side lies all I ever gave
the other, a new place to stand
back and forth I looked and thought
foamy tendrils licking at my heels
to find what it was I really sought
no matter my head knows how I feel
Somewhere, the line has washed away
as surely as the waves wipe clean
the tides begin each brand new day
fading stars, moonbeams scarcely seen
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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