Every picture tells a story: Contemplating the shore

The shore of our lives

Thats where we meet

Together you and I

The severed parts of our past

And enticing preludes of the future

Our children

Our forebears

All who dipped their toes in first

Where all is made anew and dressed again

Made youthful, pure and sacred once more

Beyond time, place or reason

Just glinting fractals of sunlight

Until we return

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