~White Beaches~
White beaches I once knew.
To walk, to stand among their numbers
I sang once too, my song reaching no corner,
no place that can be known.
They heard, they knew and sang their song subdued.
I walked among their numbers, the white washing over me.
Of something I once knew and felt but never saw.
And so I knew that lost I stood and found there too.
Among their numbers where sky met grass
what time forgot they told in muted whispers.
I strained my ears to hear what tales they told
what fables they outlay.
They pulled away and swayed again.
I walked away hoping to return,
perhaps one day to see
White Beaches I once knew and felt but never saw.














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Very well written.
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