1. 07:42 24th Feb 2012

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         Her waves lap and lick the sandy beaches of my backyard paradise.  When the chill of winter gives way to the unexpected warmth of an early spring day, the shore of my Atlantic home is the most beautiful place on Gods good earth.  All the troubles and tribulations of what life throws at me are whisked away and replaced with crashes of waves against the land.  My heartbeat instinctively syncs itself with those crashes…a learned feat from many years of practice.  I have rode her waters for now on 30 years, and she has been a good friend to me.  I have known her vastness, and her smallness.  I have known her incomparable beauty, and I have known her intimidating fury.  I have known her, good and bad, and I am in love.  She holds my heart.  On this early spring day, standing on this pristine sanded beach, listening to my woman’s siren voice calling…I know that I am the lucky one.  To have known such love.  To have ridden upon her waters.  So rare is the love that I know, a love of Mother nature and my Mother ocean.  

         To have known such love is to have known…Heaven.    

     
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