The past is swept away in this moment
Where wind is heavy with damp and salt
And the warmth washes over dancing palms
While my shining wet body in the sand
Touches two worlds unknown and mysterious
A third world stretches out and above me
And I am so alone in this perfect moment
Where thoughts of deep intent and mystery
Scratch upon the surface of lazy conscience
And flutter in and out and through me
Awakening some long lost forgotten feeling
Of thought and truth and depth and knowledge
And in that instant I know you will never share this
A part of a moment in the long list of the present
Where I want to reach out and clink dripping glasses
And speak of insights once buried underneath
The shells and sea and ever changing sky
Where I search you out and call with my heart
Returning time and again unanswered, unfound
With my hands that grasp dry sand
And watch time falling through the cracks
Between my fingers

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