by Tanya Lee

Created on: April 23, 2008

*To Follow The Sea*

The warm crimson glow of the setting sun
graces the horizon and the day is done.

The song of the surf calms my fears;
it thieves them away to a sea of tears.

I can tell that soon, as the twilight fades,
I'll lament leaving and wish I had stayed.

For although as far as my eyes can see
the endless possibilities beckoning to me,

I abandon my dreams and increase my stride
upon changing direction like a turning tide.

My footprints in the sand lead me to where you wait;
to follow the sea it seems, for me, just is not my fate.

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