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Apr 2016
I sit beside the waters edge,
As through my mind, lost memories dredge,
To place my head beneath the waves,
To give my soul the release it craves.

A life away from stress and woe,
A place where only I can go,
To drift away beneath the sea,
Where now my spirit can wander free.

Time to lose this mortal coil,
Released from all this grind and toil,
To be at one, both mind and soul,
Serene and calm, that is my goal.

To ride the waves, my aquatic steed,
My tormented soul, at last is freed,
My new found voice, the oceans roar,
With such abandon, my dreams now soar.

My soul laps gently on the sand,
No longer hindered by dry land,
No worries that no-one hears my pleas,
As now I dance upon the seas.

This happy gent to all of you,
Never showed when feeling blue,
Seldom told you of his woes,
Instead would listen when you told yours.

A laugh, a joke, advice as well,
But never sharing his own hell,
Always searching challenges new,
Self confidence shot, what now to do?

Inside no longer seems to smile,
Instead relying on sarcasms guile,
And still Iā€™m here at waters edge,
Teetering mindfully on the ledge.

There are five reasons to keep me here,
Unrelenting bonds, I love them dear,
But OH! To drop beneath the waves,
And give my soul the release it craves.

Ā© Cinco Espiritus Creation
Paul Gilhooley
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Paul Gilhooley  Wallasey
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