Time is kept in pacific tides
Sand filing the empty spaces between seconds
As the sea throws herself against the shore
To please the moon
Chasing waves along the beach
After the moon and before the sun
Hopping over the stars as they dance in the wet sand
A map of the universe reflecting in seeking eyes pointed upwards
Then to awake to a sunrise where pink sky sinks in to soft sea
Scanning the horizon for answers
Feet splashing in to get closer
Only to break the illusion with ripples
Finding a blend of dreams and reality
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kelwill 
Beautiful!!
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