ocean's pure invention
each dawn
she summons the wind
to recapture me
from pits of sleep
where
mere keepsake of their cawing
one late flight
crows abandoned me
she draws me to her waters
where now
where now for ever I stand
a listening
to nothing bound
receiving her release
as she rolls
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Such a serinity can be found on the beach at sunrise. It is a magic place where earth, water and sky come together...
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