A rumor of angels
through the waves' rush
spreading a sheet of
peace over me
in a thunderous lullaby.
The ocean sings the blues,
its many tales untold,
with a voice fading
into the wrinkles of sand.
The ocean is forever,
in an infinite change
like time.
Brave and bold,
I roam among sea gulls,
sinking deeper into their cries.
I am but a drop,
an unknown
shadow, exiled
to wet sand,
and my seas are
never calm.
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