Theres a slip br Between, the cup and the lip br I know your lips have br Tasted that wine br bolsted your sinews br With energies anew br taken you to fabulous realms br Where no battered dreams br Were made to rest br So that on your wilted crest br A star is born br With a crescent of a moon br But, remember that br There will be no solace br Until and when br that storm which has arisen br is made to rest br and only then br new beings br we become br God and Goddess br Shore and wave br br This poem is inspired by Sadiq's SHORE AND WAVE br br Anjali br 02.02.