I stand upon the beach of timeAs the tide of stars and spaceRoll in and lap up on my feet.They soothe the memories of my fateAnd remind me of sacred promises Whispered in the night sky of my dreams And there I see, out on the horizonThe sacred unseen streets Of cities built without hands And the angels that walk thereCall to me to step out upon the mysteryOf the great ocean of space, and to believeThat the impossible is possible.“Walk upon the water,” they say.“Come home, Adam, to the memoryOf the thing that you once were.”And I step out upon the stars and space.I leave the beach of time behind me,And enter into the wilderness That lies between worlds.And I walk, walk, walk, by faith.Until the beach of time disappearsAnd I am alone with the sacred memoryOf the call of angels.

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