The horizon stretches

to infinity as cerulean sky

meets ultramarine:

the sky embraces the sea with a kiss,


and I feel as though I must soon melt

into the foaming, salty waters

trickling through my toes.

The sun beats harshly upon the crown of my head,


and my skin prickles,

droplets of moisture surfacing

amongst the bloom of heat on my cheeks.

I inhale the tangy seaweed,


and squint into the distance

as Oyster Catchers sift through the wet sand.

I am at peace,

and yet, this beauty is almost unbearable.


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Adam Rabinowitz

Tue 27th Aug 2019 07:52

Beautiful language...
I inhaled the tangy seaweed

That immersion is powerful.

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