White Shores

White shores
In the distance
Like flawless pearls
They endlessly glisten

I hear their voices
Calling me in
Tugging at
The sails within

The water surges
As currents carry me
I perch on the white froth
Of the waves of the sea

Trailing in my wake
Black clouds flee
As sunlight pierces
The haze that tormented me

Soon I am lying
Among jewelled sea shells
The warmth of the sand
Reminding me that I’m held



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