Wednesday 23 May 2012

Footprints




The tired tide layers, the ripple rises, the current covers.

A blanket above and beneath, the incurable feat.

The birds they stagnate the pierced sky, dance in dalliance, soar in synchrony.

Cluster and curtsy in obedience to the ocean. 





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