| Soaring Souls |
| I walk the sands of the Beach To find an answer to my problems It reminds me of hide and seek I seem to search, But for what? The tides go in and out Without a word to be said I cry and shout but all seems to be dead Washed away are the footprints of yesterday In the sands of tomorrow lies my soul Waiting to be reborn. Seagulls soaring high to reach the limits My tears go with them Flying high, Free, Wild, In search of my soul. My eyes are dry, Serenity at last felt Beautiful sunrises dance on the horizon Sunrays of light flood my world. Happy, Peaceful, Content I walk the sands of the beach My soul embracing life On the wings of the seagull my worries went Footprints replaced as I walk on In search of my soul. |
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