Like whitecaps in an endless sea
Moments to lose yourself
In foamy mortar of doubts conquered
Enlightened by touch
Or stay forever cold if passed over

To embrace and behold
Each moment transformed
From sea to land
Forming cherished memories
To cushion the tread
Between sea softened feet
And hard edged stone

Guided by flickering lamp posts
And a sky lit moon
Giving insight from overhead
To dimly light the tranquil night
Along the path of cobblestones.

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