That place down by the shore...
I know a place down by the shore... where a river dies and becomes the sea, a place where one can stop time and sit and stare into the wonder of that mystical line where sky begins and dreams lay bare, a place where mystery fills the empty heart with the unsettled wings of want and where the soul finds the reasons it forgot it had for wishing for what it does not have. A place where one feels free to fly up high into that ethereal mist no one ever reaches except in dreams. Its to that place... Sign in to see full entry.