In our coldest moments our minds can drift back to the ocean
warmer days, the sun reflecting the light to our faces
and seagulls descending for a piece of bread
the noise of children playing, splashing,
while lovers hold hands walking
along the beach.
They say the ocean is beautiful with snowflakes
falling, but we never think of that
on the warmer days.
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Rivers Renewed 
Lovely, Nicodemas. The ocean has a magic for everyone and in every season.
Thank you Erika! Peace my friend and rich blessings
Blessings to you too 😊
Beautiful words of contemplation as we go from one season to the next.
Thank you Connie for your encouragement! Is was trying to bring that out so I appreciate your comments. Peace and continued healing to you!
Peace and blessings Nico!
Thank you Connie! Peace and blessings to you too, and heal up well.
Thank you I finally home where I can heal much better
Yay!!
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