The cool rocks soothe my skin
Still raw from the burning embers of the sun
I hear the waves breaking against the jagged rocks
As the last of the seabirds sing
And as I mourn the day
The sun begins its descent
A brilliant crimson and bronze illuminating the sky
Clouds blurring the golden haze before me
And I wonder how I can be so unhappy
In a world with beauty beyond comprehension
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Author:
Freya (
Offline) - Published: February 28th, 2023 23:54
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Beautiful imagery 🥰
Very emotive and soft!
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