Upon the beaches of time did I inscribe my name
Only to have, by waves of events, so erased
Altered global economy; risen oceans now remain
I hold my breath, still thinking, but a phase
Upon those sands do I gaze now but as waist deep
Procrastinating the obvious, as I should do
But turn Heavenly: To get warm within God’s keep
Like all earth, but get ready to be renewed
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