The September Baltic seemed unusually serene,
It took me mins. from the inn to get to the seaside.
The sunny weather turned out to be unforseen.
I watched a lot of fish in clear water in daylight.
White gulls screamed circling over the surface,
Warm gentle sea waves caressed human flesh.
The state of mind never promised to be nervous,
The breeze, brought salty smell ashore, was fresh.
After spending 3 weeks alone with healing nature,
I farewell to the Baltic, rocks, sand beaches, amber.
Organ concerts in the cathedral - celestial capture,
Pleasant meetings of true friends I will remember.
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Natalie Gladmir (
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I love the salty calm of the Baltic which hide so many passions in the abysses...
Ok. So do I.
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