in His name, most Gracious, most High
take me back to the place,
where the sounds of the city is replaced,
by the sound of the serenading ocean.
a place where the bare feet meets the world,
and the granulated sand sifts through the toes.
take me back to the place,
where all thoughts become a feeling,
of deep love, untouchable by anything else.
for no matter where that place is,
and how far a part the place makes of us,
he is always in the thoughts that brings about this feeling.
"Ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough, to keep me from getting to you, babe." -Marvin Gaye
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