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 Her Waters, Her home


I had listened to the wind
as it howled across the oceans
A brilliant sun making a brilliant day
This beach unlike those
that waters flowed into
Her sand rich
with the vast rainbow of pebbles beneath
Each stone cast out unique shapes and sizes
Like fingerprints, no two the same

Her cool waters
teasing our every attempt to gain access
A strange chill considering the warmth of day
A handful had already dared to join her
All the while treading waters
Her attitude, so temperamental

Cautiously, we ventured in
The ocean floor sinking under our feet
She found great amusement trifling with us
Another of her great performances
Displaying diversity
Always, throwing one more element of surprise
Her audience watching on
Her vast body of waters
Her HOME
Always, inviting us back for more!

© Debbie Stevens, 2007 (all rights reserved)