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Here I am at this place

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I have come here to stand between the sand and the sky, where reason lies.

I have come to the edge of eternity to ponder a question.

As the waves crash I have come to learn a humble lesson.

The sand is soft as a childs memory.


Do the waves speak to me?

Do you?

Am I damaged goods?

Am I a wronged man?

Here, God,  I am by the waves and the soft sand.


Am I a mad man?

I ask here on the edge.

Where I thought it may be more clear.

Do I have a destony that you have given me?

Should I leave my lessons here and let them wash away with my questions?

Am I wise if I say we are only a pile of the soft sand.

Is that a lesson for a mad man?

I am here at this place pondering grace.

And God.


I do not understand.


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