The Sea From Afar

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what I miss
is the time moving
slowly creating a still
silence inside

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watching the clouds
surf slowly and the grass
grow tall when the rain
is done

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walking uphill
seeing the sea from
afar holding its smell
on my skin

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my time immersed
in beauty my time
my days my habits
I hold nothing

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This poem is from the collection California Notebooks 01 available on Amazon if you are interested in purchasing your own copy for your own library shelves.

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