Drunk on nature's beauty I look to the sea
Ignorance lies beneath, nothing can I see
Only waves over the currents of destiny
that wash the shores of consciousness's sands of infinity
Colors change with the clouds and sky
Friendly breezes tease its skin, gales blacken its eye
White beards top its face where tears of rain fly
From the throat of depths where secretes regurgitated lie
A chameleon lover, becoming unfaithful as a wife
impervious to cuts, bleeding my life from a knife
Mounting waves burial mounds its residents drawn by the wind's fife
Hidden under murky water's blanket, jail bars on birth's crib of life
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A met a seal last week on my way to work, just cleaning his teeth! Didn't let on what goes on, but looked very content.
Might have been the same seal I saw swimming off shore headed north. He looked determined. Thanks for the read.
He was taking the long way!
Mighty work. Well done.
Thanks Thomas
A fine write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi appreciated
Jail bars on cribs? Pretty heavy. Graceful though, easy read.
Thank you Dan your reads and comments are always appreciated
It is amazing what thoughts come to you when you look out at the sea soren.
Andy
Thank you Gold yes they do it is an everchanging cradle of birth and tomb of death
A fine write, Soren.
Thanks so much Tom appreciate your read and support
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