the sound clashes
against the wind
it turns the world
into ashes
walking on the beach
on the silky sand
sinking into the earth
barely on land
the seagulls caw
the fish swim
the wind blows
the waves clash
as they grow
when they fall
the world almost cracks
they stack
and stack
and stack
on top of each other
until they’re so big
they could break a billion twigs
as you leave
the Beautiful place
you hear the Joyful sounds
of Grace
you wish you could store the Happiness
in a case
until later when you need them
to retrace
the path in which
you need to take
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