The Mystery

I close my eyes and smell the sea,
I look around, and feel the mystery,
Have mermaids swam these very oceans?
Have elves come up with these notions?
Have pixies come and crossed these lands?
Have gypsies come in mighty bands?
Have griffins come and swooped and soared,
Have you seen your Christ, the Lord?
My eyes snap open as the sea gull cries,
I listen and wait, wondering what lies,
Underneath the depths of the ocean blue,
Just waiting there for me and you.
As if the mystery had always been there,
Waiting out in the cool night air,
Wishing, wondering, if I'll soon be,
Coming there for the mystery. 


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