A Thin Layer of the Sea

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The wet sand beneath his feet, the pattern of waves rolling in,

curling in, until crashing

on the shore then fanning out

a thin layer of the sea

reaching for his feet

and he realized

he was filled

with peace now.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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Love’s Flow Renewed

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We rebuild each other, don’t we My Love?

Even in the worst of times

we always rediscover

each other’s flow,

as two eagles soaring

above what used to be,

but is now

renewed.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies