Nonsense and Truth

The dawn is coming
it always comes
it has come every day

There is not the shadow
of doubt on the heart
or mind or soul

Very much like walking
in a circle on the sand
footprints increasing

Passing again
the same ocean
the same waves

But this is all nonsense
we know it can never be
the same ocean, the same waves

And so we wait
overjoyed with anticipation
to see the sun again

Crests of light
soaring skyward
it is as though they carry our hearts

This is the feeling
of seeing you again
again

My friend
always
my friend

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