there is an old woman
she lives away on an island
rests her head
on the sand
thinks
that alone
she will be washed away
carried further than
deep ocean current
with the sand particles
floating back forth
drifting away in sleep

there is an young woman
she lives on the beach
rests her head
on the driftwood
wonders
that lonely
she will travel away
further than her mind on
a silver train
with tree rings
white in winter
a shiver sea wind

there is a child
she lives in the mountains
rests her head
on an outcrop of rock
dreams
that afraid
she will be taken away
further than her mothers soul
in summer rain
with flowing water
down the river
sink into the lake

there is a baby
she lives in a whom
rests her head
on the wall of warmness
relives
swimming in a lake
she will enter a world
further than the one before
in century past
pieces from another
created a reborn soul
float on in water of life

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