01 – Magic Man

MM Test 2

A child in the wild
A taste of salt and wet sand
He wanders alone
As a storm sweeps the land
A Western wind
Waves foam at their peak
In the greys and dark blue
A soul he soon seeks
A trident, leviathan
From the stories of old
A glimmer of reason
In the violence and cold

A voice from an elder
Harks through crashing waves
He pays it no heed
No need to be saved
The elements
Are savage
Hypnotic
A bustling embrace
His mind starts to wander
Beyond time and through Space
The inside comes out
The self disappears
As he feels the source
Of the Great ocean’s tears

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