soft breezes,
speak to a presence
in the midst of our doubt
a reminder
what's really important.
who you are,
is truth
found here,
not in the white tower
or in this view or that
but here,
in the great expanse
laid out before us.
in the awe-inspiring
duality of the sky,
light reflecting on the ocean
next to the blackest of storms
while the waves,
reach out for the shore
greedily taking anything
in their fingers reach.
watching from our perch
small in our spot
giant in our thoughts of you
longing for tangibility
in the intangible
bringing the surroundings
into the songs.
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