Tag: sea
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Decency can be like morning mist, warmed by the sun of greed, may lightly flow away in greying drifts, or veiled by evil’s, darkened day. — Compassion is like the rocky cliffs, ever being pressed and smashed by the increasing anger of the sea of hearts, encased in ego’s stone.
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Silence and Waiting
Twas evening, when the fishermen sail, the sun shifting to shine on other seas, Faintly glowing the far off stars herald the approaching night. — the light slowly recedes from the shore, as somewhere a wise owl calls from a wooded glade, where rested roosting birds ready to wake the dawn. — The silken skin…
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Chains
It was on the sandy quay, rusting amongst the lobster pots and shells and tangled nets. It lay unmoving and I tried its weight, iron heavy, covering my sandy hands with golden, rust dust, and I wondered how it felt to have them tightly wound around my wrists and how I would struggle, fumble and…
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Seaside Fun
Dancing sunlit waves, gleeful children, reddened cheeks, glowing with joy under a layer of factor 50, to fight off the furious sun searching out each little corner of skin uncovered; and so they dress them now with protecting suits or pop up tents that shield, and enable freedom on the beach; to dig and build,…