Distant Shores

Do you hear me calling?

Waves seem desperate for contact

My message has no bottle

Rudderless lies adrift like a raft

I know it’ll get through

Blind faith is my temple

Time my worn thin amulet

I have bound these feelings

Silver threads called expectations

I tell my shadow of the day coming

He laughs at the notion

But I have seen the other side

Beheld in the finest dream

Your face kissed by the Sun

Upon these distant Shores

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