Virtual Reality
You might not know it, but my spirit trod your footsteps,
thankful for the realm of virtual reality.
The sun, resting on the horizon, waiting on your appreciation, now moves on.
The gulls, the shells, the crashing of the North Atlantic Ocean, oblivious to all but you.
Like walking down a crowded street, you feel and see what others cannot,
the lonely weed surviving, all the unnecessary chiding, just thoughts.
In real time your on the beach, delighting in the sounds, the views of nature!
Solitude, broken by a smile, a hello, as a jogger passes you by.
Your phone, your daughter beckoning, breakfast time,
you look back as you leave the wonders of the beach,
knowing you have again imbibed of natures libation, you walk home...
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