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.
***
I rise out of the water.
A seal rises to embrace me.
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