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Mist Rising

05 Mar

I was in the sea when I first felt the connection.
The teal water surrounding me…
And everything in its wake.

Mist rises
and disappears into
Palm trees and verdant jungle.
Peals of children’s laughter break through the
Call and response of the waves.

The tide rose
And lapped the shore.
It climbed
Still higher
Threatening our temporary encampment on the sand.

As the clouds descend
A brown man casts his line for the sea’s bounty.
The water is meditative
It matches my breath
Providing calm.

It is home.

 
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Posted by on March 5, 2022 in Poetry, Reflection

 

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