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Song of The Waves At Dawn (On The Shore)....

At dawn I recite the rules of love upon

His ears, and he embraces me longingly.

 

At eventide I sing to him the song of

Hope, and then print smooth hisses upon

His face; I am swift and fearful, but he

Is quiet, patient, and thoughtful. His

Broad bosom soothes my restlessness.

 

-Khalil Gibran

  

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Taken on October 31, 2009