this breeze
it is almost a chant
this breath of a wave on the shore of the sea
and me in the sun on a rock on that shore
my back against a rock warm and secure
in the thought of this breeze where has it been
and where is it going so slow and serene
a reprise of my childhood of all my tomorrows
happy beside me it is not sorrow you see
but blue sky in thinking around the rock corner
where all of my breathing now shallower and shallower
and not one deep in thought but a shallow paddle dabble
in the warm sand the soft sand to burrow and borrow
this moment in time stopped on my brow
for now everything is just beautiful
for now it’s just now
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