Poet Enchanted By the Sea
I admire clouds that pass by...
Myriad of stones below,
pristine gray landscape...
Above all space, white flakes
all high...
The water, the colors around
move to the margins...
Blue balance,
the green and the white
in foams in the sun...
It recovers everything after
apparent loss... everything
matters in nature...
Even us, we matter
because every day we happen
while everything happens,
in rare beauty...!
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