fdelano Posted February 3, 2013 Share Posted February 3, 2013 The Shore On a long walk just inside the tide’s reach, on salt-damp sand that gives and holds prints of toes and heels, with scattered shells constantly resettled by the ceaseless sea, I soak in the solitude of early morning moods and quiet stirrings, absorbing as much air and light as I can hold, then trudge the way back along a higher stretch, to find new thoughts that temper the strain on body parts long unused, my return almost unbearable but a necessary part of going onward. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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