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She yearns for joy, love and tranquility;

Like she feels when she’s near the sea.

In the sugary-fine white sand, her feet sink.

He whispers, “I want to change the way you think.”

Light dances across the deep-blue expanse of glass.

He whispers, “My love is endless,

My presence is joy, forget the past.”

Powerful waves relentlessly crash on to the beach,

Captivating her body and soul.

He whispers, “I will make you whole.”

A gentle cool breeze softly caresses her cheek.

He whispers, “Blessed are the meek.”

Seaweed and shells wash ashore.

She feels there is something more to face:

Her Father’s embrace.