Let your weary heart be at ease

I could just sit there and stare upon this living obsidian surface forever. Hearing the waves crash, tuning out to the white noise of surges. Dissolve into sea foam, float away to new shores, dilute my worries and let them roll over sea shelves until they see new coasts. Let them crash to a million brittle pieces, intermingling with rounded pebbles drifting in the currents.
Letting my mind wander and the sorrows go, seeing the sun set and the winking stars appear, one by one. Drinking greek wine on the island where Dionysus was born. Looking up to spot spy satellites in the night sky.

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