Footsteps to the shoreline, shoes off, <br />funny toe impressions... <br /> <br />Foam seeps absolute...scuttle away, or <br />walk into <br /> <br />The Great Cathedral...Mother, <br />waiting warm <br /> <br />Gently reaching arms to hold <br />safe... <br /> <br />Beyond the second sandbar <br />is the Beginning <br /> <br />Of Time. <br />Rebirth.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-cathedral-2/
