HEART OF THE SEA

Wondering through the pathway __ is anybody there?
No sound, no scent, just the quiet nothing and the trace of a face
Even the sun wants to hide, behind this smoggy mist
But, like some long lost legend, here am I __ a ghost that is amidst
Carnage that lay scattered, here and there, around a hollowed heart
A demeanor childlike in its ways __ deficient and remiss

Sweet face of welcome, how I miss your bright light
As midnight plays to Beethoven, it is blue I understand
There is no sound to match such painful tones
Only the ocean can bring comfort, only the moon at a distance
Floating softly over the crests of thunderous waves in dreams
Azure skies and lullabies of better days to know

Stale promises lay far beneath the salty seas,
As sunken treasure of long ago;
And is to be entrusted to the isolation of eternity
To Davey Jones' Locker

A hollow shell lies on sandy shores; left loose to toss and roll
This precious gem I retrieve for safekeeping
For I remember how I felt abandoned -- alone
And that all God's creations, need be treasured

This sandy beach, it brings peace and solace
Each foamy wave, that beats upon the rocks;
Even upon re-opening old wounds from within;
Hardening an old heart, on life and its meanings

That I love the rolling, thunderous surf is well known
It has always brought out the best in me
Gentle rain that falls on late spring days
To coax fields of flowers to bloom forth
These are the mementos that I know and trust
And in the stillness of this hour, I reflect
That even with no special one, to calm my heart
A song lives on, if not a love for me

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