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A single ray shone light through a knothole and anchored his thoughts

At daybreak for the spider-web’s shadow enlightened the beach hut

Tim had lived in a mansion but hardship had unburdened his soul

He was happy because the sun had risen once more over the waves 

Time for reflection prayer morning and gratitude in solemn meditation

Nature had given him sight while thick lenses made up for short vision

	
        A glimpse in the day of a sea faring poet

	Like driftwood he floated in his quiet mind


Mist ascended as he cleared misgivings and screaming resentments

A ship’s foghorn reminded him that he was able to hear and to listen

It seemed only yesteryear that he had crafted an old-fashioned ear trumpet

From a magnificent sea shell gently covered in iridescent mother of pearl

He paid attention to his small surroundings enchanted by sounds of the tide

An inner world of contemplation followed the shore line straight to his soul


	A silent reminder for a washed away scribe

	Like whispering chants of today and  tomorrow


He licked his lips and tasted salt and the voyage towards freedom

Embraced sea weed small pebbles and fragments of innocent time

Finely ground sand caressed his foundations and rooted his passion

Balanced roots of adventure with a medley of fragrance’s scent

Sea gulls guided his awakening in his modest harmony’s shelter

In his heart he touched a dolphin roaming the cusp of his being


	Tim could be whatever he wanted as long acquiescing
 
	Auspicious thankfulness to tame misguided intemperance 


Content with what once had been and was and might be or not

He stepped outside into a realm of lightness and nourishment

Gathered what the ocean offered and collected tinder and planks

Wreckage from riding the crest too ambitiously and close to the wind

Kindling was generous and kind to him on this fine passionate morning

And fire burst into life crackled surged and sputtered and never went out
 

	He had vowed to live on terms of beginnings and ends

	Until night would fall for eternity and one final breath



22nd July 2019
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