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A Day At the Island
The waves hit the rocks reducing them to sand. It then sweeps the sand off to some far away land. The ocean overwhelms as I make the connections. Then the wind blows from a different direction. Walked out to the island, I find peace there. Time just drifts by and I haven’t a care. I look for treasures beneath the rocks, My perception of time seems to be what it blocks. I walk where the waves meet the sand, It erases my tracks, I don’t know where I am? I look back up as the wave’s crash down, No one if left just the seagulls around. I turn over some rocks to find some treasure, I find lots of starfish much to my pleasure. I catch a couple crabs and throw them up in the air The seagulls always appear from out of nowhere. The tide is coming in so it’s time to go. The peace in my heart begins to show. I think of tomorrow and where it shall go, It seems like perhaps, any way the wind blows.
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