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Seagulls chime their cymbals
to oceans unfolding symphony
The flute whistles as the velvet cloth
wisps all around me

Resting stretched out on jetty's rock
breathing-in rain scented air
tasting salty moisture drops
becoming one With creations flare

Now, strolling barefoot in paradise
smooth-sand, like rose pedals beneath my feet
The doves sing louder with each tide
I forget the bills and vanity

Many possibilities in paradise
Inner battles row out to sea
Ships sail in with new ideals
free from all iniquity

copyright 2002 JudyLea

"The Lord leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul." Psalm 23:2-3







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