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 Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 9:34 am
Blue Heart
the surf crashes at my ankles.
I stare at the silver moon
reflected in the ocean before me.
The jewel-like stars
are like those of my heart.
The seemingly endless ocean
encaptures my heart
in its silver waves.
Spirits that dance and leap
from wave to wave
in a timeless waltz.
The mysteries... endless.
The sheer beauty, infinite.
So harsh, yet so serene.
A wild and untamable spirit.
Forever roaming,
never ceasing.
And all at once,
it seems too calm,
too innocent,
to be real.
To harness the ocean,
is to do the impossible.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 9:33 pm
I like this one for the simplexes and the refreshing allure of positive attributes you've placed in each line. I felt calm while reading this. Very nice.
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