a picture of a morning coast
nature’s coast of many colours
of many layers
thought’s eye wanders
comes home then wanders
like a border collie
rounding up sighs
that slip the breeze
rustle down the grass
soar in the slow clouds
lay down in the pull waves
a snow-angel thought comes
and raises the widest smile
a homily of home
indeed it is
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