
Come walk with me along the coast
that carries traces of the past,
of what could be
of what was left but lost
along the ruins of treasures unrecorded.
Of what is there but can’t be seen by most
who wonder through the mist of scattered paths
of frenzied steps
that lead to shores of hollow caves
then turn their backs against a destination
not desired by hearts that long
for homes they do not know,
hearths they have not seen,
but still can sense
deep inside the soul of searchers
escavating remnants of a distant past.
- Ozoza Lifestyle
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