Albatross

I see it now, flying low over silver-spumed waves. I can enlarge the picture, zoom into its bright midnight eyes, see that it is I, I that propel these wanderings, the lone flights over ever widening oceans, all those ever-retreating harbors. I see now it is I that seek that which I was born to find in every stilled moment.?
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