For contest sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose
As a deaf person who hears with heart I view sea sounds with emerald eyes The crashing waves seem to charge And sea gulls wings animate their cries I smell blue water and it seems to me It’d be a shame not to “hear” with feet As I splash with delight sinking in ecstasy Like tan sand I give into power of healing I listen to the white wind with my tan skin It sends my hair sailing like black boat The scent of seashell makes me grin I imagine the sound is a lot like hope Echoes of the silent shore Ricochet off rainbows and candy clouds I know the deaf hear more For the sounds of nature are so loud
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