Oceans Light.

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Iridescent thoughts of devotion, a Celtic calling, ancient essence whispers on oceans breeze. Do you hear the echo of my love beneath the waters edge? Walk with me in the swirling tide, oceans haven caressing our toes, suns warmth against our skin, count the freckles upon my shoulders as I count the kisses upon your lips whilst the ocean whispers across waves of descent, searching the depths for the oceans King. Chanting through coral reefs, singing through swimming fish the ancient calling with joyous delight for the child of the ocean has found her light.

Karen Hayward ©2017