The shipwreck of my desire
Crushed by thunderous waves
Broken on the rocks of solitude
Silent the ebb and flow
That drowns all my hope.
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Imprisoned by fractured winds
A sapphire storm raged
Unstable is my mortal frame
The battle roars within
A slave to its fluid treasures
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Where is the peaceful shore?
The paradise of glory,
Soft golden sand of eternal touch
A harvest that heals my heart
And floods me in radiant light.
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Written for Three Words Wednesday
Life From A Park Bench 
Smoothly done.
A harvest that heals my heart
And floods me in radiant light. this is so beautiful.
Do we ever need to find that peaceful shore! This is a beautiful poem.