Meditation

(Nocturne)

I love to go back to the ocean
To observe the sighing waves
Dancing with each other,
And tread the shore and golden sand,

Singing a haunting song,
Of tender sadness and joys gone.
I love to go back to the ocean
And look up at the blue sky

To watch the flow of dreams,
Emerging from my total being,
Ascending the cerulean night,
To be transformed into bright stars....
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