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Musings of a Wordsmith - 4. A New Dawning

Happy 2022!

Paint me in the colors of the sea,
in the soft blue of the breeze,
in the blue green of saltwater.


Talk to me in soothing sounds,
in the voice of the waves,
in the caress of the wind,
in the warmth of your touch.


Let me breathe in the air of a new day,
wallow lazy in the green of a forest,
drift around in the sea of life,
enjoy the voices of a thousand birds.


Take me under your wings,
carry me in your embrace:
let me be my best version,
let me just breathe and love.

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From a cold day where I am, this poem makes me long for the warm ocean. Its support, its rocking nature -- and I suppose fear for how little it might care for a life as insignificant as mine -- all come to me now. I suppose if love is the water, then it's a caring element and one very human; one perhaps entirely human.

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