One Degree of Aries

Muted by pines

the shoreline;

I can hear it, sure

I understand this place

to make space

to come to my edge

to depths

where I’m least aware.

Fluid transformation with

unveiled strength

open, attentive

air, earth, water, fire

each moment, fresh—

insight dawns

claims its power

a tell, a promise

sticks to my fingers

and mingles with

summer sand.

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I rise out of the water.

A seal rises to embrace me.

Thank you to everyone who has visited me over the years on this blog.
Much love to you all, Kelly