Beachcombing
Waiting, watching, listening for the storm to reach the shore.
Swirling the waters cauldron; lifting the ocean floor.
Relocating and destroying - beachcombing aft the wind has blown.
Walk the sands of turmoil - collecting cuttlebone.
Copyright © Lindsay Laurie | Year Posted 2019
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