Randy Hogan - *SEASCAPE

My Waters recede from my eyes,
to collapse, and collate to oceans

My hands collide to the tides,
there my limbs will turn to wings.
For I abide the tides of time,
I wish to be casted to the seas

There I will sing like a Wren
A SONG OF PEACE

Randy Hogan

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