If You Are the Ocean 2
So quiet the tidal blue pooled eye,
what seashell dreams lie on this oceans' floor?
what jagged stones of grief and love and hate,
are tossed and smoothed
before they go ashore?
and far below the surface of your soul
what pearl like dreams are shut tight
from the sun?
in every part the ocean is a whole
there is no end,
where nothing has begun.
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