The Sun and the Sea
The Sun and the Sea—
a blessing on this perfect day,
while seagulls sing their wild, untamed song.
There’s something here, in this Mediterranean way,
a peace that settles—deep, and pure, and strong.
We breathe it in,
this life beyond compare,
somewhere between the places we have known.
It teaches us
how small the world,
when seeds of wonder’s sown.
And in this ease,
a thought begins to bloom:
perhaps the gypsies were right—
to move
and drift,
escaping every room,
to never let a single place hold tight.
Maybe we can do it to.
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