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"The sand is cold beneath my shadow
The horizon burns a soft pale light
I see the shapes of where you go
Drifting softly into the night
So soft, so far
And I am the ink that stays on the page
You are the water washing away
Caught in the middle of this quiet stage
Between the blue and the fading day
Left behind, here I stay.
Wings overhead, they follow you there
Through the mist and the salty air
I’ll hold the ground, you hold the sky
This is the beautiful, slow goodbye.
Just a ripple...
Just a glow...
Watching you go...
Watching you go."
We remain on the edge of the blue, while they become the orange dawn. Dedicated to the souls traveling home, and the brave hearts anchoring their memory here on earth. Peace to all who mourn.
If you are comfortable, feel free to leave a note or the name of someone you are remembering today.