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Saturday, October 17, 2009

Foam

Take me to the seashore,
The waves caress the sand.
Walk me nowhere with you,
In foam where sea meets land.

Footprints melt and mingle,
Dissolve beneath the waves.
And all there is is now,
Sea, foam, me, you, your face.

If our path disappears,
And you sift through my hand,
Then foam lasts forever,
Like our walk on the sand.

Footprints have been covered
By snow and by the waves.
The years have washed away,
And so we keep the days.


I am from the ocean,
And you are from the land,
Meet me on the seashore,
In the foam, on the sand.

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Sunset over the Sea of Galilee; the day is almost done and the way back home in sight.