My Eternal Face

Wait wait wait
I’m coming to
A collection of shells in my pocket
I washed up on shore today
And these grains of sand are me
And these waves crash as they caress
Destroy what they create
I am the sea
But who rests their weary bones
Lay to rest in me
Soak in the sins and hold out your hand
I’ll take from you, but take what I have
Vibrant clouds that won’t give chase
All facets a natural face
To what is to be and has been before
All features of the same eternal soul
And I am but the sea
Another face in the sea

The End

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