Salty sea weeps and rages
In a circle of warm sunlight
Is it a promise of the ages
Spiritual heaven of delight
Wondering I turn the pages
Viewing black letters on white
Do we really earn the wages
Of sin and is death our plight
Or can we accept the word of sages
To embrace life and give up the fight?
Saturday, December 31, 2005
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