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Remnants of storm pass across Bay

Image by chesbayprogram

Once, there was a great storm
it pushed my head beneath the waves
and I was gone
I waited for so long.

Waited for the light of day.
Oh, How the night dragged on.
And the waves, they carried me
far out to sea, the storm kept ragging.

So it came to be
that there was no time
no measurement of existence
just a soul within this world.

And when the clouds parted
light banished darkness
the waves calmed
the storm was no more.

The soul was free to soar
scour the lands
explore the oceans
roam the earth.