reflection in a window
reflection in a window
Reflection in a Window
The bay is steel gray leaden today
five conifers stand ceremonial guard,
but the mountain, on the other shore,
has disappeared.
The horizon is near, only ten minutes way,
and beyond there is more sea.
Slow moving lead waiting to be melted by
by the sun and turned into spring sea where
bathers will come swim nude and forget
about their troubles…
till autumn calls and dolphins stop playing
alongside ships,
where seamen stand by its railing and dreams
of home and yesterday´s landfall.
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