Ocean Beyond the Stars
Through them one can see an ocean.
Her ocean.
It's there beyond.
Beyond the stars.
The stars in her eyes.
Upon her sea there are no boats.
If you wade too far, there is no hope
of rescue.
Still where her beaches are,
there's warm soft sand.
For her to walk.
Peaceful and calm.
Save the gentle breeze tickling her arm.
Save the calls of the sea gulls.
She holds some wet stones
cupped
in her left hand.
Shiny and sparkling.
But, not
always
beautiful.
Not always smooth
and soothing
to touch.
She contemplates each in turn.
Her collection.
Then
she gazes out upon the ocean and above it to the stars.
The stars beyond.
And so,
they are reflected there.
Forever reflected there
in her eyes.
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