Mediation
I wish to capture in some way
With words, the ineffable
Images, and sounds of quiet,
In a time without man sounds.
Early morning awakened by
The first glimmer of orange red
As it begins to rise phoenix like
Across the lake.
Incongruous images blended together,
deck railing covered with
beach towels, swim suits, life jackets,
Sandals with the obligate passengers of sand.
Cool, windless, no sound
of...
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