The Sea From Afar



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


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


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


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



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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