— as the sea
under its starry lattice
moans
leaving us and coming back
in endless indecision
Day 27
27 Monday Apr 2015
Posted Meditation, Muse, Nature
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Posted Meditation, Muse, Nature
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“starry lattice”–just gonna tuck that away and pretend some day that I thought of it myself. š
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