Tuesday, March 14, 2006


I walked along, alone beside the sea
and listened to the rustling of the trees
and seagulls calling sadly overhead.
Why does the world never speak to me?

The salt breeze whispers "Love" into the sand,
The ocean says "Remember" to the land.
This conversation's not meant for my ears,
and only wind fills up my empty hands.

So far from home was I, and wandering,
I could not hear the world's voices sing.
One whisper reached me-- one faint thread of sound--
I closed my eyes and stood there listening.

We were not meant to stand so far apart.
I closed my ears and listened with my heart.

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