Before The Storm


Sand becomes cold,
Surf tongues getting white
I smell comming storm
Twine round the light

I am listening to the waves,
'Cause l wonder, what they say
They've endored me in throwing the sprays
Now l know, my life isn't vain
L am listening to the waves,
Ancient song is flying away
Breakers always are singin' the same:
Eternal truth, slow in the uptake







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