Hidden Depths
. gulls glide, their grey wings glinting
. . in the glow of the f a d i n g s u n.
below, the sea stirs
. its surface trembling
like a h e l d n o t e
s o m e t h i n g
unseen gathers,
. brushing softly
along the horizon’s
edge. as the gulls
r i s e h i g h e r,
the ocean grows deeper, harboring
truths no one will ever fully t o u c h
Copyright © Billie Jama | Year Posted 2025
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