Thursday, November 4, 2010

End in Sight

Breathe for the first time…
toes buried deep in the warm sand,
letting the light soak so deeply it shines back out through your eyes.
Shiver as a cloud blocks the sun,
rays stuck in the grey mass,
leaving only the heat of the sand
to put the hairs on the back of your neck at ease.
Fall deeper into the clutches of the warm grains,
eyes closed to the darkening sky,
keeping the light inside
for as long as it will last.

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